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Did you ever get the feeling that we were just too perfect? Our pieces fit together so precisely that it ultimately left us with nothing. We had no gaps to fill, no uncharted territory anticipating exploration. We were destined to become disinterested.

I know you felt that way. That’s why you ran. I often relive the night you explained it to me, running over the words in an endless loop as it haunts me to sleep. My own nightmarish sheep.

One, two, sleep.

But no alternative order to your pernicious string of words could change the circumstances. I’ll admit, it was overwhelming. The way our spirits immediately gravitated towards one another, we instantly meshed into one incredible being. We reached a whole new platform to our mortal existence. Whatever this existence is.