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As Luke leaned his forhead against the window, watching the rain plunge to the ground, he thought about people. As he breathed into the glass he noticed the moister from his breath that clung onto it. So with a quick move of his hand, he pointed his finger and drew the letter "L" on the little spot. Luke watched as the vapor faded, and how the ghost of the "L" remained.

When it came to people, was it the same thing? We meet someone we like and become comfortable. We breathe effortlessly. We inhale and exhale with a steady rhythm. And when we're so deep in this solace we want to show our love. Leave a mark. So we leave our secrets with them, our possessions, our distinct laughter, new words, photographs. Something to show that we were a part of this persons life.

But in some cases, the vapor fades. And you can't draw "L"s anymore. Even though you're not together, the ghost that is you is still there. Left behind and abandoned. Your love is still legible. And it's for the other person to decide if they want it to linger. Or if they just want to wipe it away for good. Open the window and wait for a better day.

With this Luke erased the "L" with his sleeve, closed his eyes, and got on his feet.

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