Always
"Always," she said. "Always," he agreed. But it was over in a blink- like a season that never settled, like rain that touched the earth but never soaked it. There were no storms, no slammed doors or broken frames, just quiet days growing quieter. They stopped reaching, stopped remembering why they held on. One morning, they simply forgot to say it again. And that was all it took.
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