No Goodbye is Always a Goodbye
They stopped saying goodbye.
The kisses, laughs, and shared moments disappeared without warning.
“I found someone else,” she whispered.
“I know,” he said back.
She got up and left.
They both knew what happened.
Their love story was beautifully epic.
And maybe in a past life they could make it work,
But they stopped saying goodbye.
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