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I thought about you this afternoon,
Just as I usually do when my mind wonders into the past.
I think I saw your face
And I might have heard your voice,
But I know for sure I lived your story.
The story you wrote about my life,
You know it, you've told it many times I'm sure.
It was normal, just like every time I thought about it.
The only difference this time, was that my mind jumped from frame to frame,
I played out each scene sometimes more than twice
Trying to search for something deeper than a still in which I stared at you and you looked beyond me.
But there was nothing.
I felt nothing.
On the canvas of my heart I felt, saw and heard
It was empty.
I think the phone rang.
I snapped out of it.
But the questions remained,
“Was it real?”
“Did I care?”
I don’t have the answers,
And I don’t think I need them right now.
For now, I'm happy to let my mind wonder back to you
And feel nothing.