Not fair that when i travel the roads at night with the windows down and soft music playing in the background, the street lamps casting their yellow glow over everything they touch, that i remember you. Remember us. It's not fair that i have to live with these memories day in and day out, while you... I don't even know what you're up to. Don't know if you think the same things, feel the same way when the ambience around you plays out the same parody.
It's not fair that it ended. Because there hasn't been a moment, right up to this very one, when i haven't thought of you. Today was a good day, though - i didn't let my mind stray in your direction till late in the evening.
So. Wherever you are. I miss you. And i wish for something more than just that.
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