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He appeared 15 years later...

I don't even remember why he left. I don't remember why he disappeared either, I just remember that I always repeated to him the same thing I did a couple of months ago: "don't disappear..." he promised not to do it this last time... Apparently he likes to do it just when he's most wanted, just when he makes sure he's the main character of the story. Just when I was more in love with him. Just when I loved him the deepest and just when I stopped loving myself the loudest.

Those were the most incredible days I could have had in a long time. I felt so intensely, that even though I'm trying to get up now -and I'm doing it-, I swear! I would do it all over again, no problem. Cause nobody told me that story, I lived it and I enjoyed it so much! Even in the bad times, I cried so much, I thought I would dry up at some point, but no... There are more tears for a while.

I hope someday, Comet Chris'll know everything that he meant in my life, I hope someday he'll realize that what happened wasn't an optical illusion, cause maybe for me it wasn't just any story, maybe for him it's normal, to go out and have that kind of experiences with more girls... I hope someday he'll remember me and he'll realize that what I felt and bet for him, not any other person could have offered him... or maybe he will.

I hope that one day he realizes that I am no longer here, that he remembers me or dreams of me, and that he smiles as much as I do sometimes.