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Sometimes, a physical absence never makes the heart grow less fonder.

They say time heals, or time erases memory.

No, not always perhaps, not with everyone perhaps.

I missed someone that felt like a dull ache.

I missed strangely not one I knew.

I missed someone I hardly knew.

Someone who hardly knew me.

A dull ache like a stranger across in a rattle away rail compartment says "sorry" after  a quick treading of toes.

A dull ache that suddenly makes you conscious you have lost to sentiment or rather you feel that control line between the head and the heart tremble in a silent warning.