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I stare into the mirror, within the bathroom. 

I sse her behind me, the same beautiful smile on her face.

She wraps her arms around me, essentially hugging me from behind.

I can't find words to describe how much I like her, no feelings strong enough to know how I feel about her. 

She was a gift, my savior, destined to save me from myself, providing an outlet. 

A much needed outlet. 

I put my hand atop hers, as I did so she slowly disappeared with the same smile on her face. 


She said, that word had become a ghost that forever haunted me.

I could only press my hand against the mirror in shame.

Shame for not speaking with her from the days I first layed eyes on her. 

Shame for not having the courage. 

Mere shame.

My heart raced, I could feel the pumping of my blood, the pumping of the venom that will fuel my thoughts.

I cannot find words to describe my feelings for her. 

Reckon it won't matter anymore, for I will never see her again. 


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