I dreamed about you last night. You looked the same as the last time we saw each other, but you were holding my hands as if we've been like this for years.
You were smiling at me, and I can see myself reflected in your eyes. I see a happy me. A content me. The me that I have not seen in a while. The me that I miss.
And maybe this is why I find it so hard to let you go.
Because you bring out the version of me that died a long time ago, when I made all those wrong choices that brought me here.
Because you make me feel alive.
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Invisible strings
Romance"Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for a while, leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never, ever the same." Flavia Weedn
