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Created on 2020-03-27 19:37:51 (#3629211), last updated 2020-06-07 (254 weeks ago)

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FAREWELL, MY PARADISE.

To the soaring crowds cheering us on from the moment they see our uniforms β€˜till we embrace one another drenched in sweat. See, when you say good-bye to a friend, or relative, you most likely prepare for it. Unless they die prematurely, which is exactly the bitch that this is. The moment when there’s a million needles in your heart and you can’t breathe. That annoying knot in your gullet that almost brings tears to your eyes and makes you salivate a little more. Three years of bonding, of laughter, of investing understanding in all our differences and making it our strength. I’d pay with blood for one more year with everyone, with him, and the routine, the addictive high of victory. I didn’t think an extended whistle could take all that away, the fleeting emotions I’ve grown so comfortable with; our happiness, our growth. This is what it’s like to depart, to realize you can’t mend their pain, and that it’ll never be the same again.








* I always write in third person, except for this small drabble.




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