I find it disheartening that all I have of you is memories, as if I am building a tomb of memories, where all that lives is your memory. Wish there was a way, I could be closer and make things happen. Wish we could exist in reality, somewhere only we know. But hey, I didn't say its bad to have your memories, I am glad I at least have them, if not you. But the heart wants more!
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