Her kiss still lingers on my lips.
She.
Maybe she didn't lean over me, maybe she woke up when she heard my voice, realizing I wasn't the one she thought I was. Maybe none of this happened, and I invented all of this in my head so I could have a new story to tell. It might just be a dream.
But now there's no way of knowing. She ran away, while staying by my side. She just smiles, and I have no questions left for her. Sometimes it's not worth the trouble to know the truth.
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