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Tuesday, August 13, 2013 8:58 AM
re-reading everything i wrote on here i noticed two things; everything is about you, and everything about you, is in past tense. (except for missing you) it's hard. i haven't had you for so long, in comparison to the times that i did. but every morning still feels like those days when i woke up and you were gone. and every night still feels like those days when you were supposed to be next to me. all i can do now is let the past, be the past. then maybe, i'll be able to... let you go. |