"When it ends, it will really end. And you won’t be ready for it. You will have planned for everything, imagined every scenario, except the one where it is actually over. You won’t be able to call them and go over to their house and have sex that you allow yourself to mistake for a re-kindled love. You will have to accept that they will fall in love with someone else, and you don’t want to keep them because you care for them, you want to keep them because you are greedy and can’t admit defeat. On the day when it becomes clear that it is over, no matter how long you have been out of love, you won’t want to admit that it’s real.
You will try and shake every atom in your body to wake up, to listen, to make everything go back to the way it was. But on some level, you will know that it hasn’t been like that for a very long time. And your real fear is only what it will feel like the next time this happens, because you will be able to see death crawling towards you from a mile away."
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