We talk about our lives and we listen to each other’s stories hoping that the other will bring up how much they miss the other but no one wants to be that weak. No one wants to admit that they miss someone so much their bones ache.

You're gone from here, soon you will disappear, fading into beautiful light because everybody's changing and I don't feel right. So little time, try to understand that I'm trying to make a move just to stay in the game, I'm trying to stay awake and remember my name but everybody's changing and I don't feel the same...

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