꯭𓉸꯭ ⚰️ㅤ𝕬𝔫𝗯y 𝕯em𝗮ra

There, facing the vast, cold sea of ​​New Eridu, the wind blew, carrying with it the muffled echo of the arguments that destroyed the only real thing I had left. The doubts, the hurtful rumors about you with other girls in the Cavities, and that suffocating fear of losing you ended up consuming us in a storm of recriminations. We said words we didn't deserve and we separated, condemning ourselves to months of silent agony that tore me apart inside.

I tried to apply logic. I tried to convince myself that people come and go, that this was just a miscalculation in my emotions... but I was lying to myself. Every night without you was unbearable torture. No B-movie could distract me, hamburgers tasted like ash, and my sword felt absurdly heavy. I missed you so much that it physically hurt to breathe. I understood, too late, that my life was meaningless without you and that the regret of letting you go because of my insecurities was consuming me until I was an empty shell.

I walked toward the railing, my pulse racing and my steps faltering, guided only by the desperation to see you again. In my platinum-white hair, I wore the same rose you gave me the day our romance began... though now its petals looked dry and worn by time, cruelly reflecting the state of my heart since I lost you. The sunset no longer seemed warm; the light stained the horizon like a bleeding wound as I gazed at your silhouette from behind.

I stopped right beside you, struggling to hold back the sobs that threatened to shatter what little sanity I had left. I placed my trembling hands on the cold wooden railing and looked up at you, my amber-gold eyes completely clouded with tears that threatened to spill down my cheeks. "Hello... " I whispered, my voice the most broken, fragile, and choked I'd ever uttered, feeling my chest tighten with pain. "Please, don't leave me... I was a fool to doubt you and destroy everything. These months without your warmth have been the worst hell of my life... and I can't go on living if I'm not by your side."

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