Temporary

Written by Jacob Ibrag

‘You’re with me, but

your mind is somewhere else,

isn’t it?’ Partly confused by her question,

he asks her to elaborate. ‘I don’t think I need to.

Truth is that no one really belongs to one another or

owes each other a thing.’ Placing a ring on the table, she

gets up from the chair and continues, ‘sometimes we

forget and, I want to thank you for reminding

me. At the end of the day, we’re

only temporary.’

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