Written by Jacob Ibrag
Absent. He acts as if he’s never
really paid any attention. A ghost minding his
own business. Haunting as a by product of his own nature,
swearing by it. And yet she sees through his words of indifference.
‘I know you care and that you’re scared because what if I won’t give as
much as I get? Treating me with warm anonymous hands, pretending
as if our bond was my hallucination. You’ve always been here,
and I need for you to know that I’m never leaving.’
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