It's something silly. And inevitable. Something she goes through almost every single day, yet something she'd rather not. The tinge of sadness creeps in as he walks away. Somedays, she has to do it. Nevertheless, the sadness is there. It's funny how the sadness still stings even if she's supposed to be used to it by now. Maybe, she'd never loved anyone this much before. Maybe, being with him all the time is the only thing that matters to her now. Maybe.
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