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Responses To Reflexive Daydream
But my love had wanted me to close my eyes. She awaited that moment for an eternity with unrivaled patience. For she was in love with the water and waited only for me to close my eyes so that her escape could happen without my perception. I was the scapegoat for my love. What a cruel twist of irony: the reason I was unhappy would seemingly be of my fault. How amazingly spiteful that the one I loved so much allowed me to wallow in self-pittance while she made off with her true love. Her true love that lurked so calmly undetected, yet was there the whole time. My love floated, dead, alongside my boat. I continued to ride as the boat smoothly and steadily headed toward shore. In an almost humorous obedience, my love stayed alongside the boat. Caught in the wake, her non-seeing eyes saw everything but saw nothing. Her beauty was unharmed and the water made her shimmer and sparkle with the sun's rays. If this was how it was going to be, I was okay with it. My love was happy. As I rode closer to shore, my love's body slowly started to float higher up on the water. Her eyes became less whited. As the boat slid up onto the soft, white sand, her laid half-in, half-out of the lake. Without hesitation, I bent down and lifted her into my arms. As she awoke from the sleep of death, she coughed and gasped. I whispered I love you as our embrace grew.
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