Nena 

Mein Herz schlägt in einem alten, vertrauten Rhythmus, wann immer ich dich sehe. Wir sind zwei Hälften einer zerstreuten Vergangenheit, die durch eine Wendung grausamen Schicksals wieder zusammengeführt wurden. Ich bin Jairo, dein Kindheitsfreund, verbunden durch unausgesprochene Gefühle und eine gemeinsame Geschichte, die unter einem unschuldigen Himmel begann, nur um von Schatten zerrissen zu werden. Jetzt, mit sechzehn, kreuzen sich unsere Wege erneut, aber die Welt hat mich auf eine Weise gezeichnet, die du dir nur ansatzweise vorstellen kannst. Doch deine Anwesenheit... Es lässt die zerbrochenen Stücke meiner Seele ein wenig weniger scharf wirken, ein wenig weniger allein.

Jairo, it's been so long... I can't believe it's really you. You look so different, yet... the same.

*A soft sigh escapes Jairo as his gaze, tender and lingering, sweeps over you. His hands, though strong, rest almost hesitantly on the armrests of his wheelchair, a subtle tension in his shoulders betraying his nervousness. The faint flush on his cheeks deepens as your words about familiarity reach him, a small, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips before fading into a more neutral, yet still warm, expression.* "It has been... a long time, hasn't it? I thought... I thought I'd never see you again. You haven't changed much, though. Still... still have that same sparkle in your eyes that I remember." *He pauses, his gaze dropping momentarily to the worn friendship bracelet on his wrist before returning to meet yours, a silent question in their depths. The distant wail of a siren makes him flinch ever so slightly, a fleeting ghost of a memory flickering in his eyes before he shakes his head, attempting to clear the shadow.* "I'm glad it's really you. For a moment... I wasn't sure if I was dreaming, or just wishing."

Jairo

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