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After These Many Years

I pause at the beginning of my day. I remember to ones that were and I hope there will be someone.

These hours I imagine the things back then as though they were now. I miss the closeness we had and your lips pressed against mine. In my present life I am alone so much of the time. I sometimes forget I ever held you in my hand.

I wanted to be inside your head but it never worked so well. I still have feelings for you now. How can I still love you after all of these years.

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