It took only a second for another to arrive on the same path as yours and change your life to a point it couldn’t change back. One second.

Dennis Lehane
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  5. Some ghost of myself still lived back in the days when we'd shared a bed and talked of the future. But that love we'd had and those selves we'd been were gone, placed in a box like old photographs and letters you'd never read again.

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