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Separation is also beautiful.
I saw him by chance. My hands, feet, voice, breath froze.
What a terrible change, the woman in whose eyes I burned,
How much she had changed, the woman I loved to death.
I was frozen. "After all, it shouldn't have happened."
In fact, running to him with my heart, I could not even walk a step with my legs. He came and approached.
- Hello, how are you Nazrin?
- Hello, as you can see, you?
How could I be? Nazrin had lost a lot of weight. Her hair was cut very short, it didn't seem like it was her own hair. The girl who used to wear short sleeves in winter wore a long sleeve shirt, pants and jacket in July. I didn't know what to say. After a little silence, I decided to speak.
- Let's go, sit aside.
We sat down. He averted his eyes from me. His heart was full, but his eyes were empty.
