I do not have any proof that I was your someone.
We never took pictures together, we never traveled together.
I do not know, actually, what we are to each other, are we anything more than, quite by chance, colleagues.
I only know that I miss you, like air, like a hug, like dearest person in this world, I only know that I cannot stop thinking about you, I only know that I’m happy when I look at you and I float in the clouds when I talk to you.
And I do not have any proof that I am your someone, nor any reason to hope that I will ever be…
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