slow and unsteady

13 November 2068

It was like a dream. He was there. It took me years. I didn’t have all the pieces but it didn’t matter when I could see what was in front of my eyes. And for a moment, I was the happiest woman on the planet. But he couldn’t even recognize me. I felt sad. Old age is terrible. When I saw a light in his eyes sitting on a wheelchair in the institution’s hall, I knew it was love. And the next moment, it was gone. And the next moment, so was I. ​

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