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I am unsure what is worse;
seeing you in my dreams,
or not at all.
Each way provides
hurt and sadness,
and the realization that you’re gone and never coming back.
How many
years had it been?

I
couldn't
remember...
wow. what a thing life does to you when you stop holding on to so much and step away from things. it has been a crazy ride. but I'm still here.

somewhat.

somehow.

i've missed you



all

— The End —