I still dream about you, years later. Funny how you were the love unrequited, the love untold.

Years later, you broke my heart by breaking my father’s heart. In a weird way, you made it a little easier to let some of the old feelings go.

Out of the blue, when I haven’t thought about you in forever, I wake up hearing your voice.

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