We have an understanding. I call out to you and you are silent. I believe in you and you are missing. I search for you and you are not found. This is our understanding. For some reason, it works for you. It doesn't work for me.
Wishing you here also doesn't work for me. My memories of you are so strong that you might have been here yesterday. You might have called me last night. You might have....
I'm starting to believe that you are only in my dreams. You were only in my dreams. You've become a figment of my imagination. Your laugh echoes in my head - my memories are you. They are all that you are and maybe they are all that you were. I might have wished you into something that never existed. If you were here. If you were here, maybe we would hate each other. Maybe we would love each other. I wish you were here so that my memories would believe in you.
I remember us together. We. I miss you and I wish.
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