Tuesday, July 24

I'm writing again...

... these letters to you, on much I know.

To realize that I still think of you after all this time. I wonder where you are and how things are going for you. Good things, such good memories they haunt me. But in a good way. It's as if I'm wishing for it to happen again.

But I know it will not. Every smile, every conversation, every feeling. It was only just a dream. 

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