I'm walking down a long hall where the light is spilling in windows, and I start running and I'm laughing.
I breathe him in and feeling nostalgia that I don't want to have with him.
I whisper to him, what's the difference between May 14th, and May 15th?
He smiles completely unknowing, I feel let down, and yearning.
Then I wake up...
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