“I have no stories.” she told him.

He sat besides her, almost reached for her hand but decided against it. “Why not?”, he asked instead.

“I don’t know. I have sadness and longing. But I have no stories to write. What’s the point of sadness if it won’t manifest as a story?”

He smiled, “Sadness doesn’t have a point to it. But why are you sad?”

‘Because of you’, she thought but said, “Just generally sad.”

“What are you longing for?”, he asked

‘You’ she thought, but said “Happiness” instead.

“We all long for happiness.” And this time he took her hand without looking at her. They sat together, staring into the distance.

She thought about how much he meant to her, he thought of how much he loved her. She wanted nothing more than to get over him, he wanted nothing more than for her to fall in love with him.

But no words crossed either lips, they sat in silence.


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