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Nov 2019
He'd called
Endlessly
Hoping for a
Response
Hoping for
That tension
That beautiful
Tension.

But alas,
Butterfly wings
Had long been
clipped.
Awaiting a lust
Greater than
Fantasy

She sat there,
Hoping for that
Friend
But thoughts were
littered
Chaotically,
Satisfying bitter
indecision
With unrequited
love.

It cracked
Then.
In three insignificant
Seconds,
He broke
Melted into the
Stone cold
Reality,
Hid away under
Tear-stained
Sheets,
Day in
Day out,
Until tissues
Filled those
Cracks,
Until winter
Collided with
Summer,
Until friendship
Bloomed into
Acquaintance,
Until butterflies
Slowly
Awakened.

Until it all
Simply
Faded into
A bitter-sweet
Memory
Anais
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Anais  18/F
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