…another version of me.

Every single day, since that particular day, I felt as though I left a version of myself at your feet.

When I stepped away from your arms at the airport, it felt as though another version of me clung onto you.

Every single day, since that particular day, a version of me waits to continue our routine.

She’d wait for your texts of memes and gifs or the random demand for attention after a long tiring day.

She’d wait for her nightly video calls with you, eager to see your face knowing that during that session, the smile that she sees was all for her.

Every single day, since that particular day, the sun would rise and set for you –

Nothing has changed for you.

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