“Her love for him had been contained in stanza form for too long. Longing and passion,both encapsulated in a rhyme scheme. She was aware that in language they were immortal, but they had buried each other  in their neural cavities decades ago. But it was only a matter of time, before she differentiated between the  warmth from a spelling and a body. Before she wrote in chaos and not in verses. For the coma  in her posts didn’t indicate a gap between two entities and a full stop didn’t indicate the ending that happened repeatedly”



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