Up.. down.. Up.. down.. Up.. down.. Up

I watched the line on the monitor for days, weeks, perhaps months. While people came and people went. People talked and people remained silent. People smiled and people cried. In and out. The world went on. But my life had stopped, on the peak of dread. That the line would once move in a uniform path, and all would be lost. I would absolutely break, you're the only thing holding me together right now.

Be ok. I need you.

You are really precious.

You can't leave like this.

Everyone is waiting.

Come back.

To us.

To me.

Please.

' Please..'

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~short story~
·Based on a dream I had a while ago.

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