I still sometimes miss the tender familiarity that I so fatuously coveted. Yet all feels different. Perspective it seems.
So I guess its true then. That some things just don't die easily. Then again, Ideas, unlike flesh, is bulletproof.
The teardrops of november shall again fall overhead as we hold each other in loving embrace.
There's no certainty - only opportunity.
-V for Vendetta.
-Zarae. TenderEmbrace.Hisime
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