She looked at them from her hiding place. The devotion in her eyes, the way she hold her hand, the absolute selflessness of every one of her moves: she could never give him anything like that. It was like watching a cloud, a whirlwind, something natural she could never be a part of.
So she walked away.
And slowly -but surely- faded into nothingness.
Snow Patrol - Gleaming auction
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