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There's a young woman, 18, maybe 17, years old. She's a bright and fun young woman. She met someone one day, whom she though a lot about the following months. Then they met again and they talked. She felt so full, so filled up with good vibrations, that she had to smile once in a while just by the thought.

But then something awful happened. A small mistake, not made by her, or him for that sake, changed everything.

And now she doesn't know anything any more.

She thought he liked her, but now finds herself doubting if that was wish thinking or truth. She wonders if he might have changed his mind - was she not good enough for him at all?

And every night she cries when she goes to bed, 'cause the felling of fullness has been replaced by void. She fells the emptiness inside of her, a feeling threatening to tear her apart.

It feels as though, she has forgotten something, something incredibly important, that she has to remember, but can't.

As if she never even knew. It feels as though she needs to find something that has been lost, in that void, but how can one find something, when one has never seen or heard or felt that thing?
It's an impossible task, and she feels, it is too hard for her to complete.
And every night when she cries herself to sleep, she wonders if it's even worth it to wake up.