The skies were dark, there was a fog outside. I shouldn't have been born that day. But I was. Upon birth I didn't cry. It was expected for newborn children to cry, but no matter what the doctor did, I just couldn't cry.

Fast forward a few years and I cried. It was when my mother died, but only because now I could tell what was expected of me. I wasn't sad, I know I was supposed to be, but I wasn't. I mourn her every 8th of every month, but only because of guilt.

I didn't kill her, but I was guilty of not making her life easier and not being able to remember how she looks, without a photograph.

"What if...what if everything changed? What if I told you, you would become a diffrent person every single day?" asked the strange old witch.

"Whatever made you think that I want everything to change, or become someone that I a not?" I answered as calmly as I could.

"Your soul did, I have been listening to it for a while now" she told me.

"I don't care for my own needs, I shall live my life as it is" I told her. "I would like to kindly ask you to remove this soul from me and let it do whatever it wishes"

And so she did, and as the clock struck midnight, I turned to dust. Never to be seen again.

You are the only one I always saw. The only one I ever needed. From the smile in the coffee shop to the smile in the bookstore. You've become my oxygen, you've become my addiction. I don't know what I would ever do if I lost you. I am in constant need. Need for you.

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