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Time and time again.

Even after someone leaves you for eternity. Even after their heart stops beating. Even after you realize they will never speak again. They will never hold you again. They will never again tell you how they feel about you. Even after knowing all of these things there is some part of you that holds on to hope. You hope it’s all one big joke. You hope they will magically appear one day and tell you that you’ve been Punk’d… But that never happens. They’re gone. Their heart stopped beating years ago, and you will never see them again. You will never hold them again. You will never be able to tell them you love them again… You still have dreams though. You can still fall asleep hoping for them to visit you while you’re asleep… and sometimes that dream comes true. That’s what I’m wishing for tonight.