When you started missing the person who you opened up how vast your darkness is
You wander in a thought of how life could've been if you chose him
I am standing on that platform and torn between a lover, and a friend
Would that be cheating?
Or was I regretful?
I feel like I'm betraying a part of me that loves my lover and part of me that didn't pursue that kind of friend of whom I shared my darkness
I can't write anymore... And I feel so lost
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POV: Woman with a red umbrella
Story