We're not the same, dear, as we used to be as the seasons have changed and so have we. There was little we could say and even less that we could do to stop the ice from getting thinner under me and you. We buried our love in the wintery grave,
a lump in the snow was all that remained, but we stayed by its side, as the days turned to weeks and the ice kept getting thinner with every word we'd speak. When the spring arrived, we were taken by surprise when the flows under our feet bled into the sea and nothing was left for you and me..

These lines are constantly running through my head as it gave me a clear insight into my current frame of mind about our affaire de cœur. It was very wrong of him to make such a request. It was like shooting fish in a barrel! I followed him to the edge and fell off. Et à quoi bon? Voilà tout à coup I fervently desired to hit the bottom and escape.. je voudrais disparaître sans laisser de traces. I can't seem to stop craving for escape.


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