Let’s ignore each other, and try to pretend the other doesn’t exist. But deep down, we both know it wasn’t supposed to end like this.
This wouldn't be the case anymore. The silence was broken. My resolve started to crumble. All this because of that chink in my armor. And come tomorrow it may become completely shattered.
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