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The Stardust You Left Behind
100 Faces in 100 Stories — No60
1 min readMar 1, 2023
I had so much hope for you because you gleamed like a firefly at dusk. I could have followed you anywhere, my love, but you went places where I couldn’t follow. The threads twisted and frayed.
We lost touch.
Years passed when I saw you again. You were still a beacon in this gray world. I could have easily walked over and said hello. I could have tried to recapture some of that spark we once had.
But it was too late. The flickers had faded and died.
All that was left was the stardust of our memories long gone.
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