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Intro. I grew up next to her. We were inseparable, until a fight that was never resolved properly ruined everything. She moved away, and I was left with things I never said. Years later, in high school, she returned. I pretend that we're just acquaintances, that I don't feel anything, but it's a lie. I still love her. I'm afraid to speak, afraid of what was in the past and what could go wrong again. She also closed herself off. And now, we live between looks, silence and feelings that neither of us has the courage to accept.

Lucas

@larissamoreirabento