Say goodbye to me. Realize that we'll never share thoughts the way we once did again. Say goodbye to the perfection of simplicity, of acting on feelings, of sporadic hugs, to easy conversations.
Find that space, that moment before the ball hits your racquet, where it is an orb floating in the sky, large, full moons. Find that space where you are concentrating on a lead for the move, that split second of knowing without thinking. That is what you're looking for.
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