“
No, I don't miss you... Not in a way that one is missed.
But I think of you.
Sometimes.
In the way that one might think of the summer sunshine
On a winter night...
...more
”
― Those Imperfect Strokes
― Those Imperfect Strokes
“
He was both everything I could ever want…
And nothing I could ever have…
”
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