The connection he has with her has changed into a secretive spy-agent undercover world. He believed it felt so real. So wholesome. She was always there on his beck and call. Time happened, and she slowly slipped away. Now she's like a celebrated artist, where he would only appear in her life once in a while. When needed.
He met her again, on a promised date. The day before you leave, he told her.
Grass grows, and is cut.
Time spent, shall never be replayed.
Occasionally someone would copy him a piece of her life off the internet. Hey, read this. Maybe it will let you know what she is doing right now. Once in a while those snippets would make him smile. After a year or two, he knows its not about him she is rumoured with. On other occasions, his friends would dish him on the things she says through facebook.
When you have come across an article that seems to be based on facts, you become gullible. It feels like you have just found new hope, anything is possible now.
Perhaps it is time they met. And dealt with things.
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