He just smiled and walked by her – like she was just another stranger who meant nothing more than the wildflowers he walked passed that morning. She stopped breathing for a few seconds and just like that, she could see her dreams and hopes shattered around her. Like drops of bitter rain falling down from the dark sky. At that moment, she felt like she had lost something that she never found.
But that wasn't exactly true. She thought she had found it. She thought she had the key to the lock. Just that the timing was never right to unlock it. Finally, on that gloomy Saturday afternoon, she knew she had been living a lie – a lie that she had told herself. She didn't have the key. In fact, there wasn't even a lock to begin with.
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