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Her tears were made from paths, forged from the past and forced upon the future. Earthy brown released crystalline blue, as if the sky had been born from the soil there and rain clouds seeped their history out on the fertile flesh of the girl’s blossoming cheeks. How long had it been since the emotion caught up with her? Who knew. All that mattered is it was there now and the only way to be rid of it was to let it rip its way through the many layers of conscience until it could sublime into the surrounding air and appear as if it had never existed. Tribulations that had occurred haunted her at this moment, and thoughts of troubles plenty more to come. In this was the overwhelming device of her sorrows which could not be halted, or haltered. Time would be obstinate, stern, and adamant; geography would be unintentionally unyielding; and her mourning would be constant as long as the holidays came this year. “You know what I want for Christmas. Don’t get me anything if I can’t have it.” her voice chilled the cell phone towers, sentinels of communication. Tense sighing crawled atop the tower and quietly sauntered over to the other end, “I wish I could, but we both know that’s not possible. Not this year, babe. I’m…I’m sorry.” Silence filled the space where she held her breath, suffocating persistent tears, “It’s not your fault, don’t worry about it…we’ll…we’ll be fine. We’ve been through worse before…” “I know it’s not my fault, but it feels like it. We have been through worse, but you know how I hate when you cry…no matter the reason. I hate not being able to BE there,” his warm fingers traced the phone, an attempt at feeling her lips…to believe she was here if his eyes did close. “I…” the composure was hard to keep with the agony pounding its way through her eyes, making it not only hard to see, but to breathe and speak, “I know. Do-don’t worry. I’ll be ok.” His voice was soft, with the sweet audible sensation of warm silk, comforting to the touch, “I love you. Just…PLEASE remember that I love you.” “I love you, too,” the words came out faster than she felt would convey what she meant, so she took another breath and spoke it once more, slower and emotion laden, “I…I love you, too.” They realized that the holidays were going to be colder this year… vV""VIC""Vv
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