
I remember when we met
I thought you were someone I would be better to forget.
Then all of a sudden I woke up.
Thought back on our past
I dreamed something bad may have happened- maybe you should just come back.
You’re halfway across this gigantic place..
I have been calling your name, seeing faces.
You didn’t want to hear it.
I thought everyone would want to know. Why I was so low down and broken.
But no.
I don’t care
That is my own beast to bear.
When I realized who you were
(And who you were not)
My lungs filled with air again and I may have smiled for the first time in months.
Because I remembered.
I remembered you from long ago. Hadn’t we known eachother before? Weren’t you a friend of hers? Yes. It was you. You were back.
Not exactly mine.
Still standing here beside me.


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