It was 12:56am, Tuesday morning.
I was lying on my bed, writing an old friend a letter,
I got that feeling again,
You know, that one, when you’re reminiscing over someone or something,
and out of nowhere,
you get this overwhelming feeling of their presence,
right there with you.
Tingles start running down your spine,
your skin goes cold
and your mouth is suddenly dry.
It was 12:56am,
and I was by myself
but I wasn’t alone.