Uncertainty
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You never really considered how important you were to her, and she to you.
You knew how she felt, yet you pushed her away.
You knew how you felt, yet you pushed those feelings away.
You were a coward. You fled the moment you discovered that someone actually cared for you.
That you, too, cared in return.
But of course, no one could blame you for leaving. Although it might have been a happy and pleasant fate, you knew that it would have been destructive too.
Except, here you are, contemplating whether leaving her truly was the logical choice.
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A/N: Oh, the joys of having a mischievous muse. It woke me up with this at 4:18 AM.