And suddenly thought of you.
I guess my dreams of you have always been the you I used to know.
And I don't think I'd know how to talk to you if we ever cross path again.
Looking at your photos just makes me feel weird at how much I think you've changed.
But then again who am I to judge because everyone changes as they grow and interact with the world.
I don't know.
Sometimes I still do feel like meeting up with you.
And see how are we.
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