Different
everything has changed, but nothing is different. all these days, I was chased. chased by the fears, fears of you being disappeared. as my motivation needed to be rebuild, it happened the exact moment your time zone switched. I know it's bullshit, but l couldn't find my way out, my way out of a life without you, my way out of something new. days just went by, and I was lost, nights were hopeless, but you weren't here to notice and I wasn't strong enough to slow down the rush. the rush that finally stopped when your hand met mine, after a very long time. cause in that moment, I knew that nothing's different. It still makes me shy when you say my name, still makes me weak how you see through my pain. you smile and smell the same, and your eyes are just as pretty as they were before you left. everything's changed, but nothing's different. It doesn't hurt to wake up anymore, to meet myself in the mirror during a war. the war I won when I saw your face again, won back the reason to live, after fighting a whole month. everything's changed, but nothing's different.
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