I had a dream about you the other day.
We ran into one another at a Broadway show. You were
so beautiful.
You were just
there
working a job on the 2 line, stationed there for the next few years.
I told you I'd message you
and then I did.
We met up for coffee,
and I finally, at long last, told you I've missed you. And you said it back.
And in some ways, it felt right. It felt like time.
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