I was there and she was there too. It felt like the start of something, though neither of us knew what it would be. Time passed and our lives tangled slowly around each other, until one day I woke up to find her body tangled around mine. Then our two separate lives became one single life we lived together.
Later, though, somewhere down the line of that single life, it began to untangle until we were living separate lives together: together, and then, apart.
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