Hair On My Sweater - Cam JK
I long to see your face again, every feature as bright as the sun. It hurts to think about the memories we made, though most of those are probably gone. I had a hair on my sweater today. It wasn't mine, but yours. Dyed red, it made my heart ache to gaze on something I thought was gone. Reminiscing on the life we shared, I almost could not take the flood of emotion. Something as meaningless as a hair. It still brought tears to my eyes knowing that we may never see each other again.
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