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I think I was driving my car behind you in your car for a few seconds before you turned off somewhere else this evening. So close but yet so far away. I was actually thinking about our final appointment at the time. I sometimes wonder if the person who is more connected to the other is the one who always notices the other person first. I've seen you four times in public now, if that was you today. Funny, really. In this city it would be so easy to never see one another. You never see me though. I'm usually quite focused on what I'm doing, and tuned out from other people. Sometimes people have to jump in front of me and call out my name before I notice them, but I always notice you. I really, really want to find a way to make this work., to fix this, to be okay. It isn't going to be though is it? I'm worried that this is the absolute, definite, forever end that I've always been afraid of. Despite everything, it's the last thing I want. You mean so much to me. I'm worried that the only times I'll ever see you will be like today. So close but yet so far away.