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Que sera sera?

We crossed paths online. Over time, we exchanged bits and pieces of ourselves - glimpses of our life, our hearts and a bit of our souls.

I looked forward to those times. Through a good day or a really chaotic one, it was your simplicty that was attractive.

In a short span, we explored another area of thoughts. We met and those thoughts were given a life of their own.

You said I am more than a friend, less than a lover to you. I still don't know what you are to me. I hadn't thought about it. But you have me puzzled for a while now.

What I do know now is that you mean a lot to me. So much that I have to step away from you, from us. It is not meant to be.

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