Busy day.
Busy mind.
I'm thinking about a lot of stuff.
How I am not content about my current life.
What I would do if I were there.
That I miss those short past moments.
And then there is you.
You might not be happy about it.
That you appear not first.
But I am.
That, at a little corner of my crowded mind, I notice, there you are.
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