I struggle to feel indifference when so many emotions are tugging at me. I can barely process what happened. Words in a text bubble, and you, oblivious. How should I have reacted to such a large step in the wrong direction? I had a map and so did you, but our's were different, in more ways than one. We had the same destination, but we would eventually end up with different people. Once our paths were intertwined, but then we hit a crossroads.
I guess even the best things have endings, regardless of preference
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