After so much time has passed, I come back to you almost accidentally. I can't believe I'm still not completely over it. A simple song sends me flying here, a song that exists not as a bridge between you and me, but rather a reminder of the fact that the bridge could never be.
Besides you, I also miss him. I have a lot of questions that are unanswered, and he continues to remain an enigma. Right now, it looks like I will never know. Perhaps it's better that way anyway, anytime a trick is revealed, the magic no longer seems real. The illusion is almost always better than the real thing.
"Those in the know lead the worst sort of lives", the ignorant tell ourselves.
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