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And he was standing there looking at her and he knew. He saw but he did not see exactly what she was. After all those years of loving, of making up for everything that was in the negative space, he felt he did not know love anymore.
And she stood there, seeing, she saw and really saw what he was standing before her. Because after all those years of hating, and trying to find love, she knew now that she had really found it.
And the atmosphere stood there, standing still, and watching. The air was stiff with noise and the absence of sound- how loud silence was. And the space, and the negative space between them seemed to expand as he retreated and she inched forward. They slithered away from each other, out of the screen in which we saw them, out of each others distance and times.
And she stood there, seeing, she saw and really saw what he was standing before her. Because after all those years of hating, and trying to find love, she knew now that she had really found it.
And the atmosphere stood there, standing still, and watching. The air was stiff with noise and the absence of sound- how loud silence was. And the space, and the negative space between them seemed to expand as he retreated and she inched forward. They slithered away from each other, out of the screen in which we saw them, out of each others distance and times.