We are back at this place of solace, history repeating to the day. I remember the words silenced by the abrupt absence. Your return brought hope and saturated our hearts with regret.

We cannot keep the lights on; everything we have is no longer visible. I hoped our existence would evolve; old habits tether us to our faults.

We see things very differently; our ideals like night and day. You cannot be the friend I need; we tried that before and failed miserably.

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