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... My faraway, dear one, you're fading from my mind as long as I'm active, busy, creating, content with what life gave me. I can go through a day, two days, a week even- without your name drifting though my consciousness. I rejoice in the one who loves me, Comforting, committed, familial. ... Though every so often, I hear of that state on a map- yours, that place only two days of a drive, and it pulls me back to longing. Sometimes it's a glance at the sky, knowing that your time zone is one hour from mine, and you're seeing darkness while I watch the sunset. ... Sometimes it's a name- yours, hers, the child's, your town's. A song I frequently heard, during the times I ached for you. I've moved on, sweet one. It's okay, keep living your life. I'll always be here, Your 'someday' friend, whose soul loves yours. Eternally, forever.