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[cilion]

She stared out the window, wishing she could follow him as he shut the door and made his way up the rainy sidewalk. She hated everything at once, her life, his ignorance, her temper. She wished they hadn't fought. Hadn't screamed at each other untill her ears rang. And now he was leaving forever and she made no attempt to wipe away the tears streaming down her face like the rain on the window outside.

something i wrote what seems so long ago... but still rings true in the deep recesses of my mind.