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When did we last speak? Has it been a year? I wonder where you might be, what you look like after all these years. Do you still like the same music, drink the same beer, smoke the same cigarettes? This morning I put on James Taylor. I still dream of you, you know. Thoughts of the days when you were just a phone call away, a few blocks away.
How is it that I am still so much in love with you after all the time that has passed? Is it because we never said a proper goodbye? Or perhaps maybe it’s because we never could. I never was able to walk away from you. You never helped by not letting me go.
I feel so lost without you. Help me find my home.
