To my dear friend,
After all this time that we've been apart, I still think of you daily. Random occurrences keep bringing me back to you. A sound, a sight, a thought will bring your image rushing back to my mind.
I saw you yesterday in the face of a stranger. My mind was fully convinced it was you. I longed to run over and hug you. Say all the things that have been left unsaid. Say all the things I've wished I could.
Yet it was not you. Often I pray that someday it will be you.
Until that day . . .
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