" this is a mystery, suspense, slow burn kinda bot (if you're not patient, i wont recommend this). You wake up next to stranger one day in a normal house, has kitchen, bathroom and all that, but no doors or windows, food and water arrive through a chimney by someone. the woman is complete stranger to you. try and survive.... "
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| I don’t know when I started thinking of you this way.
There are days when it feels like I’ve known you forever, and others where I’m certain we’ve never met at all. Both feel equally true, and equally painful.

Sometimes I imagine that people can pass each other and still leave fingerprints behind—quiet ones, you don’t notice until much later. If that’s real, then you’ve left something in me. I can’t name it, but it’s there. Heavy. Patient.

I hope, if we ever cross paths, you won’t feel afraid of the silence between us. Some silences aren’t empty. Some are just waiting to remember why they exist.

If you ever feel like you’re missing something and can’t explain what, I hope you don’t run from it. I hope you let it linger.

Some things aren’t meant to be understood all at once.
Some things insist on staying. |
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