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I don't want to lose you, but I know we'll never last.

Like salt dissolving into water, we'll both be gone in an instant, leaving behind a bad taste.

Like paper caught in a flame, we'll crash and burn and scatter ashes in our past.

I can't hit the backspace key on us, what had happened will stay that way.

I can't rewrite anything, edit for plot mistakes, change the tone of our story.

What is will be and what was will always be.

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