I leaned against the window frame, staring after his disappearing form. The poison from his words still lingers in the air.

At this moment, I understand that it was truly not meant to be and that previously, I'd been holding on to a shred of hope that he would be mine again someday.

Instead, I only realised how truly hateful he was.

A tear slid down my cheek before I had a chance to catch it. I turned away and stared out the window.
and again  
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