Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken,
your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're wrong?
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation,
the best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me?
I think I finally know who I am. I am happy, mostly happy with the occasional sadness overwhelming me at weird timings. The sadness doesn't define me, it weakens me, and strengthens me when I embrace it.
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