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Never seen someone so restless before neither such a lonely person as she was. No smile could disguise it, no clever comment was close to hiding that.

In burning desire, he wanted nothing more than to cure that loneliness even though he knew, he couldn’t possibly do it, he was not the right person, he was the least one who could and there was a reason why.

He felt restless. He felt lonely. He tried to hide it, to disguise it but he was not able to. She had him figured out. She knew.

“We two… We are really similar, you know? In a really peculiar way, you remind me a lot of myself.”

She said that like that, she realized and so did he. They had found each other but they could never help each other.

Two kindred souls without any possibility to support each other - simply because they were too alike. Too similar to leave each other’s side, too afraid to take a step, they would never get closer.