Where is the good in goodbye? When I finally fought my way to my seat, I sank into the seat, exhausted - I didn't even bother to stow my hand luggage like the other passengers did. Instead, I looked out the small window and stared across at the building, but it was impossible to make out people inside. Actually, all I wanted was to run back to him, no matter what the consequences. But I knew I couldn't do that, and besides, at some point I would have to start being strong. So far I didn't like it at all, but what could I do? I felt strangely drained, like I'd just run a marathon (which was pretty illogical in itself, I'd never been the great athlete), but that was one of the lesser problems.Rather, I still had the feeling that I could not breathe, even if I no longer cried - somehow there were no more tears, but I was sure that I could still see the previous ones cl
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