She sat there.
She stared.
Hours,
upon hours.
She stared.
Sitting in the middle of the road.
Doing absolutely nothing.
But staring.
What was she staring at?
Nothing to everyone else.
But to her, it was everything.
She ロスト him.
His fingers slipped away from hers 6 weeks ago, into some mysterious... unknown world.
A world she knew, he could never come back from.
She let hope fool her.
She just wanted to be happy.
She wanted her happy ending.
It knocked on her door,
she welcomed it in,
and this was the result.
Her sitting at the townline with a tear stained face at 2 O'clock in the morning.
She had been feeling sick...
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