Both of them stood in front of the other.
"Do you want me to go?" he asked her.
So many emotions and thoughts running through their minds that it felt like they're going to explode.
"I like to be alone," she replied.
The fear took over.
"Oh, okay," he said dejectedly.
He left.
"–with you," she finished.
Without letting her finish.
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Meraki
Poetrymeraki - (v.) to do something with soul, creativity, or love; to put something of yourself into your work
