Why?
I wonder why the universe would let us feel so much, only to take it all away. We felt like two halves of the same whole, our conversations flowing like river, sharing pieces of ourselves that we thought were hidden forever, And it felt so right, so perfect, like we were made for each other. But then, just as quickly, reality crashes in. We drifted apart, found ourselves in the arms of others, and now we're left with what-ifs and maybes. It's cruel, isn't it? To feel such a bond, a connection that seemed to defy logic and reason, only to watch it slowly slip through our fingers. Why let us taste something so rare, so beautiful, only to make it impossible to hold onto? Was it only to show us what we could never have, or to make us long for something that will always be out of reach?
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