Unrequited

For years, she had been trying to get through to him. She couldn’t help wanting to. She felt deep inside her that they were alike, that their souls were made of the same fabric. When he talked about his trials, she fervently nodded (in her head)..her trials were the same too. After what felt like eras of puzzling over doubts that haunted her, she found another who had wondered too. To know that they had shared those few important thoughts made him seem akin in a way that she couldn’t put into words. She wanted to carry this unexpected friend along as a torch against all the darkness she saw in her mind. Because, she thought, only he knew the nature of that darkness.

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