It was
all just
a dream.
A made
up lie,
an illusion.
But each
time I
see her,
It feels
like she
sees me.
She was
happy just
by looking
at me.
It was
all just
a memory.
Nothing more.
Nothing less.
But somehow,
she knows
and watches
me from
far away.
Will I
still see
her someday?
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