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as i walked through the crowed streets i felt overwhelmingly lonely i felt like a grenade of nostalgia piloting through the laughter and talking the faces of these people sharing connections and air i have grown too much but not yet enough to appreciate  it i felt lost without the known presence of your hand that always guided me through the crowded recesses of my mind there will come a point in my life where i never see you or this again but i hope that sometimes, sometimes when the air starts to get cooler and the people start to leave you think of me brushing my hand across your cheek i hope you feel like you were told a secret that you can’t remember for the life of you it’s on the tip of your tongue but before you know it you’re cracking your knuckles and blinking it away shutting the thought out before it could enter your mind for the last time

it’s been 5 years and i still feel this way and that’s cool g2g out of this town lmao!