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Hey,“ He softly says from behind me.

I’m tempted to turn my head so I can see him, the face I haven’t seen in what feels like ages, but I decide against it. Instead, I keep my eyes peering out in front of me.

“I’m sorry,” He speaks again.

I don’t respond.

“Please,” He begs. “Say something.”

Closing my eyes slowly, I let out a breath.

“I loved you,” I shake, “and you left me.

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E. Grin (via written-in-pen)