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you will smile at That One Memory again. one day.

it might seem like a mistake right now; the person you shared it with, the way it made you feel back then, and how it seems to linger somewhere still. a regret. like a thorn on your side.

perhaps between sighs of, "i wish i had never met them," and being unable to listen to The One Song that feels like glass shards scratching against your skin, you will feel your chest physically ache. and then follows a frown. unbidden tears. smidges of anger here and there. numbness.

and then finally, acceptance. it comes slow. like dewdrops collecting on a leaf overnight. you don't see it happening. but when it's done, it's the most beautiful thing you've seen.

you will listen to the same music with a fleeting smile. let the memory pass your mind again, probably with a glass of wine in your hand and a twinkle in your eye.

one day

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*hope