I let go, I caved in to the nagging doubts--but it was too late, I held on for too long and the door closed. I found myself stuck with no one to keep me company; Tears formed, and I asked myself, "Why, oh why did I let go?" Thank god for a second chance, but letting go was one of the hardest things I've done in a game. Doing so made me so heavy, I literally felt a weight as I climbed those final steps. Each one grew harder and harder to climb as I worried what would be at the top. I found myself looking around for any other path than that one, because I knew. I knew...I couldn't handle it. That sinking feeling was represented beautifully in the end. Love lost is the best inspiration for any kind of work, and it came through for you here.
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