I've been waiting for years. Plural.
I can't be sure exactly when it started, I never will be, but can you imagine waking up 900 mornings in a row with the same person on your mind? Maybe more than 900.
I feels like it's the only thing that hasn't changed over those years. Friends have come and gone, and so some complex, damaged relationships but even through that, I'm realizing that things really haven't changed.
There hasn't been anyone who could make me forget as much as I want to, as much as I need to.
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