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251 pages, ebook
First published January 1, 2020
I was a dandelion. They could cut me down repeatedly and I’d always grow back.
“Sometimes life isn’t dramatic. It’s allowed to be quiet.” – Tristan
We had a chance to do all the things we’d always dreamed for our old selves. For the people who didn’t return. For the hope that maybe they would if we lived the things they’d dreamed up.
We’d grown first as friends. I’d told him secrets, given him pieces of me, and it’d all been out of love. And as we continued on this path, my feelings might never fade. It might take on a different form, but it was there to stay.
"Life was better for her, now, albeit far from perfect. It would be better for me too."