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Today my phone picked up your airpods, which means we must have been close to each other at some point. Maybe we walked past each other. Maybe we were in the same place, just a few metres apart, and neither of us knew. And I've been thinking about it ever since.
I wish I'd seen you. I wish we'd bumped into each other and had a chance to talk. I wish I could have heard your voice and seen your face, even just for a few minutes. It's so weird, knowing you were somewhere so close to me when you feel so far away.
And I keep wondering what you were listening to. Part of me hopes it was one of our old podcast episodes, or one of the songs from our playlist. Songs in the Air. Something that reminded you of me. I wonder if you ever hear those songs and think about us, about how happy we were and how much we love each other.
I'm still in love with you. I wish I wasn't sometimes, because it's so painful loving someone I can't even talk to. But I am. And I miss you so much.
I wish you knew how much I still want to talk to you. Not to argue about what happened or try to change anything. Just to talk. To tell you about my day, hear about yours, and feel that connection again.
And today, for a moment, you were somewhere near me. Close enough for my phone to recognise you. And all I can think about is how much I wish we were still together.
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