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She turned her head away awkwardly while mumbling, "What wind chime? I think you're saying that my humming was out of tune in a roundabout way…" "You still sound great even if you're out of tune," Adrian replied dotingly. "Now that's music to my ears!" Stephanie beamed in response. Truthfully speaking, she thought her mood would be spoiled when she saw Tyler tonight. Surprisingly enough, she was in high spirits right now. Maybe it was because Adrian had been with her, be it earlier or right now. Facing her past did ruin her mood one way or another, but at the end of the day, the past was already in the past. What she needed to do was enjoy the present.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Dylan demanded with a glare as he heard the man's words. "What do you mean you are the past me and the future me? Are you saying I am your reincarnation?" he added with a deep frown and a curious tone, making Miah chuckle darkly.

His arm hung in the air for a moment, then fell. The hospital room was quiet. Outside, the sea breeze lifted the curtain and let it fall. After a long silence, he spoke. His voice was almost gone. "Does she remember me? Now?" The caretaker shook her head. "Once you return to the sea, you forget. That's the price. The sprite said so." Ryan closed his eyes. Tears ran from the corners, moving along his hairline and disappearing into the pillow. He didn't raise a hand to wipe them. His lips shifted slightly. No sound came out.

I open my mouth, but the words don't come out and my mouth snaps close and I look away from her trying to push back the memory I've spent almost twenty years trying to forget. "Based on what you've told me about this dream, is it possible that you're trying to run away from your past?" "There is a reason why it's called the past," I grumble in a low voice, but it's loud enough for her to hear "Someone once said, a past not well dealt with can become the present and destroy the future. And some of us are ashamed of our past because of how horrible it." Hearing her say those words makes me glare at her, "What would you know about a horrible past."

Shayne sarcastically says. “But I love your sister so much, so I waited for her,” Paul added. Shayne giggled. “Can you play it for us?” Shayne suggested. Paul started to strum. While the time is passing Your smile is always in my mind Can we go back to yesterday Or make everything surreal today Now that you’re gone I know there’s something missing, my woman And if you’re listening to this song I hope you believe that I truly love you.

Maybe the world could be ours Tonight You think it's easy You think I don't wanna run to you But there are mountains And there are doors that we can't walk through I know you're wondering why because we're able to be Just you and me within these walls But when we go outside, you're gonna wake up and see That it was hopeless after all No one can rewrite the stars How can you say you'll be mine? Everything keeps us apart And I'm not the one you were meant to find It's not up to you It's not up to me When everyone tells us what we can be How can we rewrite the stars? Say that the world can be ours Tonight All I want is to fly with you All I want is to fall with you So just give me all of you It

As despair settled over me, Zeke pressed a few buttons on his phone, deleting my contact information along with every trace of our past. I opened my mouth, but no sound came out. I could only watch as it all disappeared. And then, as if erasing me wasn't enough, he discarded his phone, got down on one knee before Brooke, and pulled out a ring. "Brooke Fuller, the past is nothing but dust in the wind. Right now, I only want you to be my wife. Will you marry me?" Dust in the wind? I let out a bitter smile. I could tell it didn't hurt anymore.

Their mental power merged perfectly once again. “Years go by, seasons pass, our souls have wandered apart. As memories flash down the road to hell, love will return to our hearts. We may yearn, but don’t you cry. We’ll see each other at the end of time. I’m still reading, reading the past, trying to recall what would make us last. I hold our promise in my heart, where could you be, my lover from the past?” Her singing was clear and sorrowful, echoing through the room.

They had managed to herd me towards their accomplices waiting for me. I told you, you would fail. You should just lay down now and accept that you’re about to be torn to shreds. Maybe, maybe I should just lay here and wait to get torn apart by those things. If that’s what you think I should do maybe I should, this world isn’t going to get any better. It’s not like there is going to be a cure, it’s not like I’m going to get out of this alive. So… why shouldn’t I just give up I could lean on the nearly decimated wall and try to find some peace of mind before I get torn into, devoured and then reanimated.

Maybe then you'd know me 'Cause I've had everything But no one's listening And that's just fuckin' lonely I'm so lo-o-o-onely Lo-o-o-onely Everybody knows my past now Like my house was always made of glass And maybe that's the price you pay For the money and fame at an early age And everybody saw me sick And it felt like no one gave a shit They criticized the things I did as an idiot kid What if you had it all But nobody to call? Maybe then you'd know me 'Cause I've had everything But no one's listening And that's just fuckin' lonely