This is like when you’re sitting with someone that you really like then you like touch knees or something and all of a sudden you feel all this energy going through both of you through this one point of contact.
Hoping I get a second chance.
I have this fleeting feeling that I should reach out to you. See how you’re doing, ask if you’re okay. But then I remember that you have forgotten about me, so my pride allows me to forget too.