I thought I was over you, I thought I was okay with things between us. But last night I dreamt about you, and even my dream self was in denial about missing you. The weirdest thing is, I miss working with you. You were the first person I met that had the same practical attitude about things.
I'm not quite sure if I'll ever know anyone like you ever again.
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