If We Were Netflix

It's like the series finale of your favorite show;
at the end of the last episode you're left feeling nostalgic
and lonely.

You wonder what you'll do with the rest of your time,
with the rest of your life.

You wonder how to move on and where you go.
You think about how you don't see him on the horizon anymore,
how you're not even sure if you see you.

The only thing you do know is that when you get to that place
you won't be able to help feeling like he should be there too.
And so you'll stop to look for him.

Like you both deserve that reunion episode.
The special once-in-a-lifetime thing
that makes all the seasons before even more beautiful.
Even more painful.

Even more worth being watched
all over again.

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