After Ten Years, That Person Did Not Get My Name Wrong
Two people reunite after a decade, their tide-like connection pulling them back together despite themselves.
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He had been holding me in his heart all along, just as I had been holding him.
I thought he had slipped out of my life completely, but he came flooding back into it again. Our tide had a ten-year cycle.
Once the water began to fill, it kept rising without my being able to measure its depth.
You can stop coming in now. I want to get your name wrong.
Now that I have felt our inescapable fate, I will speak your name wrongly and you will wrap yourself around me once more.
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