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I thought it was love, but it was just dependence. "Hey, have you slept?" "Not yet." "I want to chat with you." "Okay." "..." "..." I thought we had something to talk about, but I didn't expect that in the end we had nothing to say. The textbooks and scratch paper will remember that the person I once missed was you. What is written on them is not your name, but my longing for you.

[Star Trek Anchor Their love begins with their appearance and loyalty to their character.