Imagine two friends sharing many similar tastes.
They love the same books.
They love the same music.
They enjoy each other's company and become very close until one friend decides she wants more space. She says she wants to wean herself off her dependence on this friend.
They separate and go their own ways and to her horror, she discovers she has made a mistake. She writes about him. She writes to him. She paints pictures with him in mind.
But he is gone.
And then, one day, THIS DAY, he reappears. It seems he read the thots and emails. He saw the pictures, but he wanted to let her have her time alone. In a way he was never gone. She just thought he was gone.
But he has returned and she feels at peace once more.
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