of course i never wanted to cry in the same night as her,
but it eventually became a comforting feeling,
that feeling of connectedness,
it's like fate,
but it's cruel and heartbreaking.
i wonder if she also felt the same way,
felt as if life was unfair and cruel.
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do you possibly think that someone, somewhere, is looking at the same sky, at the same time, thinking the same thing, as you? - explores the love of a girl who knows she's in love with the other girl, but the other girl can't learn to love herself...