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Imagine..
Your lover noticed you sitting at a bench alone. You know they have a busy schedule so you don't blame them, but you do feel lonely at times. A gust of wind passes by, making you shiver. A piece of paper lands floats in the air and lands on your lap. It's their handwriting. When you turn around, you see them with a smug smile, waving a bit.