When you feel like the right people have come into your life at seemingly perfect moments in time, and then they leave almost as swiftly as they came, leaving you once again frozen in time in a routine you were ready to leave……what happens, what do you do? What if this has never felt so right. When you are sure you couldn’t have been wrong, yet again. Do you stay frozen until their warmth returns, to thaw your bones and take you back into their arms? Because the wait would be worth it if you knew the final outcome was a reunion; but this pain wouldn’t be so real if you didn’t have this unknown. And the pain is half the passion of wondering.
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