Someday, I will meet you in a place where we are destined to meet, may be in a time, when our age will get articulated with the wrinkles on our faces and the snowy hairs covering our heads. We will glue ourselves with our eyes and search for the features that were once similiar, while replaying all the necessary and the unnecessary memories. When the characters will be matched, we will head back to the times that made us together, when impossible was made possible, when imagination was more acceptable and the promises were made to satisfy each other. Even after decades of unknowing, I will search them in you, but you will be changed with the experiences that brought and pushed you to move on with your life.
After thinking and rethinking of the times that separated us, of the nightmares of betrayals and failures, I will face you with a smile on my face. May be my loud mouth will frame a conversation with the stories of our happy families that helped us to survive, but you will never know of the stories that got unnoticed and buried after you left .
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