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That was her!  I saw her!
No, just a pale moon
Just a cheekbone
Just a side glance, see?
Nothing to jolt about.
But I could have sworn…
She’s dead.  She’s been dead for a long time now.
Not true!  She was there again, for one day! I-
You what?  You got your wish?  And was it worth it?
I…well I don’t-
Do you regret it now?
…Who can regret a dream?
That’s not the kind of thing you can repent
It just is.
I see.  Are you done mourning then?
Dreaming?  No, not yet.
Things die in small intervals
Like skin cells
We live and die by the moment
And each moment is fleeting.
Clinging to death is clinging to memories.
Let it go.
But it’s tangible.  If I wanted to, I cou-
Hear her voice again?  It’s hollow.  You know that.
What you want is fake.
No, what I want it real
Just not there.
It never was.

Description
That was her!  I saw her!
No, just a pale moon
Just a cheekbone
Just a side glance, see?
Nothing to jolt about.
But I could have sworn…
She’s dead.  She’s been dead for a long time now.
Not true!  She was there again, for one day! I-
You what?  You got your wish?  And was it worth it?
I…well I don’t-
Do you regret it now?
…Who can regret a dream?
That’s not the kind of thing you can repent
It just is.
I see.  Are you done mourning then?
Dreaming?  No, not yet.
Things die in small intervals
Like skin cells
We live and die by the moment
And each moment is fleeting.
Clinging to death is clinging to memories.
Let it go.
But it’s tangible.  If I wanted to, I cou-
Hear her voice again?  It’s hollow.  You know that.
What you want is fake.
No, what I want it real
Just not there.
It never was.