I don't want us to separate, I don't want us to look at each other with disgust, I don't want to be suspicious, I don't want to be embarrassed... I have so many unwillingnesses, but in the end I can only barely reach one
Third person in the text, be, be, be
A super short article of a thousand words, be aesthetics, would you like to give it a try?
Intention: If love has faded, move on