i ████ you
Despite hating him, despite fearing him, she misses him. And it hurts. But somehow, somehow or another, she has managed. Though difficult, she has managed. Monday through Friday. Avoiding public transportation. Avoiding people. Avoiding the outside world. Ultimately, avoiding him.
I miss you. How have you been?
Though afraid, she is lonely. She wants to see him again. To silently admire the lines of his neck, the curvy ridges of his ear. She wants to catch herself wondering... wondering what his happiness really means to her.
Life after pain. How irrational, yet... yet, at the same time... alluring.
With hands trembling, she looks out at the world from her little window. She can no longer stay inside.
I miss you.
She must venture out...
To start again most faithfully.
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