The Hall

recursion

They walk past each other in the hall again. He hates it when that happens.

He doesn’t know what she feels.

They used to smile at each other. Now he does everything he can to look away. He doesn’t know if he’s guilty or angry. Guilty for burning it all down, or angry at her for letting him do it.

He’s done with this. He has to try to salvage something.

They walk past each other in the hall again. He struggles but forces himself to look up at her. They see each other. He tries to speak but nothing comes out. Neither stops walking.

They walk past each other in the hall again. He stops. He makes himself look once again. He tries to speak but by the time he gets a word out, she’s already gone by.

He stands still now in the hall. Others pass him by giving barely any notice, and if they do it’s of vague annoyance.

He’d cry but he doesn’t know how.

They walk past each other in the hall again. He doesn’t try anything. It hurts less that way.

They walk past each other in the hall again. He just wants to break the cycle. He doesn’t know how. He’s trapped in the same story, every day. He wants to break out, he wants it to end, how hard can that be?

He will break the cycle. He has to.

They walk past each other in the hall again. He stops and lets her pass.

“I have to try. One last time.”

He turns around and calls out her name.

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