Six not-so-long years.
Not a word.
Three hundred and twelve(ish) weeks.
Barely a sideways glance.
Two thousand, one hundred and eighty four(or thereabouts) days.
Like I don't exist.
Two words.
Out of the blue.
Two syllables.
Like nothing happened.
Six letters.
No one saw it coming.
She's back in my dreams.
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