hours, days, months.

I recall conversations from a year ago as clearly as a window pane. I remember last October like it was yesterday, words that were said as if they were said this morning. But this last week has been an eternity, a mind lost in time and in uncertainty. Hours, days, months don’t hold a candle to the distance created by a change of heart.

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