A sentimental mood

So often, sadness is the curse of intelligence.

It's like the more you remember - 
The more you will wish you could forget.

And the more you understand certain things . . .
The more you will wish you didn't understand them.

When I am in a certain mood
I can find myself missing pretty much
every person I have ever met.

And I don't just mean lost loves or former friends.

Literally, I mean missing people who I might have 
spoken to one time on a train.

Or missing people who worked as cashiers 
in the local shops when I was a kid.

Or missing the drunks and the gamblers
and the good time girls I used to see on street corners.

Or missing people I never even used to like before . . .
as if I would give anything in this world
for them to be here annoying me again!

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Seriously -
it's not normal.

I must be the most sentimental guy in the world.

Or if not . . . perhaps the loneliest.