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Sep 2016
i miss her
i'm not supposed to, but the feelings are still there,
they will always be there
i know by the way she looks, touches, smiles,
i feel them
not in the romantic since but
in a way that i'm supposed to, the way your supposed miss you friend
we sat together today and she smiled at me the way she used to,
the way when we were together, she smiled like the way we used to after we kissed, held hands with out being worried that we would get caught.
She looked at me after that smile the way she did when she got all excited when her favorite famous person put out a new photo.
Tomorrow i hope she touches me like she did the morning after, like she did the night i was vulnerable, and she ******* all my loose ends.
A week ago she looked like the mornings when it rained all night and its a little foggy, where you can tell its beautiful but you cant see it all.
still feel them, all these feeling that she may or may not have.
i don't know, maybe its just old times trying to make an appearance again, trying to make me feel like more of a person.
she may be moving on and its my brain making me remember all those good times we had so i don't go back to her, so it'll hurt me more,
maybe i'm ******.
maybe being in love with her and her just loving me is equal to being ******.
right now all the lines are blurred, i guess that's  how your you're not straight because its so blurred that you cant see anything but
her.
Aubry Barron
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Aubry Barron  19/F/Texas
(19/F/Texas)   
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