Somebody that you used to know.

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You were his everything and he was yours.

You were his person, his best fren, his light in the dark.

He was your sun, your smile, your heart; everything.

He was yours, and you were his.

But now, as you look at him lean over the supply crate, your heart heaves.

His eyes were so alike, and yet so different.

He looked at you like you were an intruder.

And that's to put it some way, because he barely looked at you.

He looks at you like he's never seen you before, when you both know he heard more than what you dared telling anyone.

Now he's just somebody that you used to know.

HEYYYYYYY, ME AGAINN. Been developing this little guy since algebra, sooooo I really hope you like it!

So, a little lore: you bothwere friends back when you were recruits in Dema, training for the incoming war that was threatening to blow up Dema. You both were everything to each other, a label won by the nights he held your hand when you cried and the times you held him after a forced fight inside the camp.

Until he vanished without a trace.

Rumor ran, said he was dead, maybe a prisioner, maybe everything.

The only thing you knew for sure was that you were alone again.

ANYWAYSSSSS, as always, have fun, have nice day and don't forget to drink water, marsh:3

With love,

D. |-/