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Our relationship has always been a cold war; a cold war nobody knows about except ourselves.

It started long ago.

Do you remember the atrocity you did, and how I forgave?

You might wonder why.

Well, kind as I was, I cared, and what would a little girl do otherwise?

Oh! But, she grew up, and while she still forgave, she also attempted to tease you now and then.

You did not like that, though, did you?

Our interaction swung from attacks to counter-attacks,

Both done without saying a word or addressing any issue.

We still do.

Thus, it seems like we reached a mutual agreement these last years, don't you think?

You should know, however.

I, now, learned to ignore your existence,

not to exhaust myself once dealing with anything related to you,

and, most importantly, never to be naive or blindly kind to you.

You understand.

I, now, know that the apparent courtesy we show to each other is but a play we commit to out of civility.

That is to say, no actual care lies behind it, at least not from your part, most of the time not from mine either.

We play it well, I must say.

You?

Well, God knows what you've done, what you think or if you've learned anything.

Listen.

The truth is as follows.

I haven't forgiven you.

I will not forgive you any time soon.

I got worn-out carrying your burden.

I will till the day I die.

I have to, not for your sake but for theirs.




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