finding you in this sea of people seems impossible. a flash of worry flushed over me. it's been six months. half of a year. the days gone by seem like a long time. but, when i push you in the back of my mind. i forget. but sometimes. sometimes i remember you in the worst of situations. and i stop. and think. of how it would be different. if you were right here. by my side.
but you. you never are.
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all the best
jessica
