If i let myself...i still get the small feelings of hope, warmth, and the tingles you gave me back then. If i let myself think about the last time we were on the same page and were...for the lack of a better word to describe the situation...happy.
Every now and then I'll have the thoughts of you and I from the past and that small glimmer of happiness appears...except what follows soon after that is the heart ache of who we are today and the space that separates us. How we don't even talk anymore and the feeling of everything that was between us was a waste...
but there are the few, small moments of where i remember...
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