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February 21, 2016
They haven't seen each other for how-many years. "You look horrible," she said. He laughs, "If someone else told me that, I'd take it as an offense, but coming from you, I know right away you don't mean it like that." "I don't, I--" "You're worried." I shrug a yes. He looks pleased for a few seconds then a sadness washes over his face. She missed that face so much. He prepares to say something, inhales deeply, "I missed you. I hate you," he says. Then he walks away. And just like that. He's out of her life again.