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He replies with a chuckling "SIKE" and moves away from me.

The term "sike" doesn't seem to fit.

Incredulous: "What the hell do you mean by sike?" I say as I retreat from him another two paces.

To paraphrase, "I know you loved me and I used you." Reacting, he

Why Can't You Read My Mind? As the old adage goes, "you can't look past me if you don't look at me." How can you breathe easily while you're holding yours all day? Being alone and seated Amidst a throng of people all staring at the lines we keep drawing. All of them are slowly disappearing, leaving just you and me. Very, very, very, very, very, very slowly. My fingers are clenched so that they won't come running to find your hands. I'm staying right where I am right now. My knees hurt too much to stand. If I don't say anything, maybe this moment may never end. You turn to leave, unable to bear the pain any longer.