Fading

 

I remember missing the bell at recess when I was a small boy.  While I was engrossed watching bugs in a field, the rest of the class had lined up in rows and marched in unison back to their desks.  I looked up and found myself all alone.

It’s a peculiar kind of loneliness when you realize everyone has left, and no one noticed you weren’t with them.

The older I get, the more familiar that feeling becomes.

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  1. I can relate!

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  2. I’ll always , all ways be here for you!

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