I wonder if the person who crossed my mind today also thought about me. Even just for a minute, a second, a millisecond, a nanosecond. Did you miss my smile, laughter, smell, eyes, stories, conversations, as I miss you, in all your entirety, on that split second you entered my thoughts? I wonder.. (But then again, you'll just tell me I have too much time to laze around that's why I can still think of these things) No. You don't understand. Memories, it leaves a lingering bittersweetness for the soul to feed upon.
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