You were never important to me. I could have lost you and my physical lifestyle would go on unaffected by your absence.
Yet, you are special. You make the most lacklustre smiles beautiful. You make a plain navy jacket breathtaking. You make ignorance blissful.
2 days I have spent cooped up in a tiny cubicle in the office, my mind occasionally wanders over to you here and then between my breaks. I wonder what you are doing, I wonder how you are doing, I wonder if I’ll see you again during the period of time between knocking out at night to the first twitch of my eyelids in the wee hours of the morning. I remember your last words, I remember your silhouette down the corridor, your shadow fading into the traffic junction the very last time we met.
There is this officer in the place where I work who reminds me of you. Your name is suddenly ubiquitous on all the websites and physical names I see, wherever I go. We haven’t talked for well over a month but not a day has passed without some sort of deja vu. I let these memories haunt me peacefully because my dreams are as vivid as reality, as emotionally comforting as physically being next to you.
I miss you, but I don’t need you. I love you, but I don’t have to.
The galaxies must have collided for me to have met you. Time must’ve stood still for me to withstand you. Between closed eyes and semi-unconsciousness, I have found you; the memories rooted into my soul, hammered into my brain, the part of you that will keep me alive forever.
I do not know you. I do not understand you.
But you are unique beyond recognition;
You are special beyond comprehension.
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