Stolen dreams, goals, and plans that had been arranged neatly in rows of possibility. They shimmered much in the way stars do. Now, they are gone, all of them are gone. The hope that sparkled inside has dimmed and vanished. The secrets shared will be shared no more. The words they once spoke are now lost in void of time and space. The wind whispers through the trees carrying the message of destruction, of hopelessness, and of uncertainty.
All because of five little words.
“I don’t love you anymore.”
These five words are enough to wound even the toughest of souls.
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