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Another moment stills in my mind. Because of these restrictions, I can't be myself. Curious, how my fingers began to ache. Disturbing, how my heart seems to slow. Even though I've held myself back, Forgetting you just proves to be impossible. Granted, I was never one to believe it, However I always hoped for the truth. In between our hearts lives these broken, Jagged, truths. Kindness has no meaning in this place. Listen to them my darling, our heartbeats are not one. Must you turn your head away? Not listening, refusing to hear, Open your eyes, for once in your life, Perhaps if you do, something might change between us two. Q