When you imagine yourself in the past,
Do you imagine yourself as a separate entity?
A smaller human who acts so differently you can't even fathom the thought of actually ever being that person.
A person who holds secrets not even you know about.
A person keeping you out from yourself no matter how hard you'd try to break it,
Because you'd give up anyways knowing how guarded you are?
Or do you greet her as an old friend, who had religiously and faithfully documented every time the clock ticks, keeping records of every breath you've ever taken and every heartbeat skipped.
Hoping to provide you with moments to relive and revisit, vivid as can be?
Perhaps you see her as yourself, who holds different things.
Who although is made of totally different atoms, is exactly what you are currently.
One and the same.
Always, neverchanging?
And when you do meet her,
What would you say to her?
What would she say?
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