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Words cut through the stale night air like dark splinters. Thick tears slide down her face as she watches him sob violently, shamelessly.
Timorously she reaches to him. To encourage his chest draw in air, to steady the derailed locomotion of breathing.
Pain stains his breath.
Hurt stings her cheeks.
Their perfect bubble of love- unsustainable in a real world. The duality of love and life, failing them.
The dawning realisation that "I love you" just isn't enough.

ShadeofGrey

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