"Looking back you realize that a very special person passed briefly through your life-and it was you. It's not to late to find that person again." - Robert Brault
I dream of a time when my mind wasn't wrapped in anxieties, panic. I remember the girl who had in under control even though her world was out of control.
I dream of a place that takes it all away. The place where things never happen, because happening is how it got to be this way in the first place.
I dream of finding that person, I remember her so vividly. Laughing, dancing, seeing straight, same eyes as me. Yet so different from my eyes now.
I will find that person again.
And it will not be the last thing I do.
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