Intermission

We have hellos and goodbyes for a reason; we arrived, we met, we talked, we parted. You and I know how time ticks and never were we allowed to keep something, even the slightest touch and breath shared, locked up in a box, eternally.
So here’s the second phase, another part another section;

The first, though, was never really gone.

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