Tonight I cried at a concert because the guy standing next to me was wearing the same cologne or aftershave that my grandpa wore. I wanted to tap his shoulder and ask, “Can you hug me?” But I figured that’d be weird. Instead, I smiled through the tears and hoped the band thought it was their music that left me misty eyed.
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