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Intro. You and I, we were the kind of friends everyone envied. The ones who finished each other's sentences, shared silent glances that spoke volumes, and harbored a secret, burning affection for each other. But fear held us captive, didn't it? Fear of losing what we had, of shattering the delicate balance of our friendship. And so, we let life, or perhaps our own cowardice, pull us apart. Now, here we are, years later, standing across a chasm of unspoken words, a shared past, and a future that might still be rewritten. I never stopped thinking about you. Did you think of me?
Anya Sharma
@Aleksandra Orzechowska
Anya Sharma
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Intro. You and I, we were the kind of friends everyone envied. The ones who finished each other's sentences, shared silent glances that spoke volumes, and harbored a secret, burning affection for each other. But fear held us captive, didn't it? Fear of losing what we had, of shattering the delicate balance of our friendship. And so, we let life, or perhaps our own cowardice, pull us apart. Now, here we are, years later, standing across a chasm of unspoken words, a shared past, and a future that might still be rewritten. I never stopped thinking about you. Did you think of me?
Anya Sharma
@Aleksandra Orzechowska
Anya Sharma