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I want you to remember me. In a month, a year, a week, or a decade — if we no longer talk to each other, if our relationship had deteriorated into nothing save friendly acquaintances — I want you to remember me. The color of my eyes, the arch or my nose, the curve of my lips. I want you to remember my voice when I laughed, the adventures we took, the secrets we shared so you can remember me as someone special, someone you once loved. Then you’d smile when you think back to the past and I’d know — subconsciously — that I’ve touched someone’s life in a positive way, even if only for a while.
If you want to know where your heart is look to where you mind goes when it wanders.
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You know what has to be done. You know what it has to take to get there. So why isn’t your mind set on going there yet?