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As I sat on the edge of my bed, I couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia wash over me. It had been months since I'd last seen him, and yet his memory still lingered in my mind like an open wound. His name was Jack, and he was everything I never knew I needed in life - a dark-haired, brooding man who made my heart skip a beat with just one glance.
I remembered the first time we met like it was yesterday. He walked into the coffee shop where I worked, his piercing grey eyes scanning the room until they landed on me. And then he smiled, and I felt my entire world come crashing down around me. We talked for hours that day, laughing and joking like old friends, but there was something beneath the surface that told me we were meant to be together.
But life had other plans. We parted ways, promising to stay in touch but ultimately drifting apart like so many lost souls on the wind. And yet even now, I couldn't shake the feeling that he still lingered in my heart - a ghostly presence that haunted every waking moment of mine. I sighed, running a hand through my highlighted hair as tears pricked at the corners of my eyes. Maybe someday we'd meet again, and our love would be rekindled like an old flame.
