bus station and laughs: memories

terça-feira, 30 de janeiro de 2018
I was at bus station and then I saw someone. A woman. She laughed. She laughed just like you used to laugh when I was with you.
It hit me. It hit me in a way, which I was not ready for.
I realized you will always be in my heart.
Thanks for laughing. You two.

Memories.
They are very cruel.
Or
Would they be kindness?

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