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[...] I think right now, I´ve finished the process, you know? And I´ve finally come to 
terms with the fact that you´re not going to come back - ever. And I think I´m out of 
the phase where I just lie on my floor hoping that you´d just turn up on my doorstep.
You know what, I´m doing okay. Getting there, baby steps.

[...] But when you spend a long enough time with someone and your bodies memorize 
each other you know? The warmth of your back, the space of your heartbeat, your 
tickly eyelahes and the way your fingers would curl in sequence when I used to play 
with your palm. Another person is like moving to a new country where you don´t know 
the language. It´s a scary thing.