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Dear Me,
I know that you are tired.
And I know that it's not your fault
that we don't hang out anymore
and your thoughts seem to float past reality
and into that dream world we cling to.
I wish that you could just rest our eyes
for more than a few hours at a time
so maybe we could stop confusing reality
with that fiction novel I am writing
on our memories.
I hope that you are well.
Dearest Me,
I miss you.
Please come back.
I don't want to be left
too far behind.