"And thinking back on our memories, I was unable to create a clear picture. I hadn't paid attention to the fine details, because I never imagined you not being there - but now you aren't.
Every so often, I see you and we make small talk almost like strangers. I noticed your dimples when you laugh, and how you run your hand through your hair when you run out of words to say. I have to take it all in, since i know our random moment will end, and I will be left with nothing except the memories. "
-Excerpt from a book I will never write..
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