no matter how many time the short-hand turns around the clock, or how many times the calendar page flips, it always feels like it was just yesterday that i saw your face. and again i feel a drop in my heart - an emotion so familiar, yet, causing as much distraught each time, if not, more - realising that, there wouldn't be any tomorrow or today where i can meet you in person.
it feels like time has been stolen from me
no.. it feels like a person has been stolen from me
yes, thats what it is.
M
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