Only Time

As I sat under that stars gazing into the fire I thought about you. You put a smile on to my face, which had been absent for far too long. I began to remember the days and the nights that we had spent together. With getting lost in the memorizes, I could hear your voice, saying that you would see me soon enough and that everything would be the same as when we left. I could not help but to ask you how you knew such things about the future. You made the joke because I am the barber and barbers know all. With my laugh, you were gone. Was what you were saying real or is it just a dream? Only time will tell.

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