Still got your things hanging on my wall.
Still got your things laying on my bed.
Sometimes I even hear your voice in my head.
And I still have your notes you ever sent to me.
I remember all the things you've said to me.
The good and the bad.
But what I remember the most is the memories we once had.
Even though you broke my heart many times.
I still ******* love you and care about you.
I miss you.
A whole ******* lot.
May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 9:46 PM UTC
Still got your things hanging on my wall.
Still got your things laying on my bed.
Sometimes I even hear your voice in my head.
And I still have your notes you ever sent to me.
I remember all the things you've said to me.
The good and the bad.
But what I remember the most is the memories we once had.
Even though you broke my heart many times.
I still ******* love you and care about you.
I miss you.
A whole ******* lot.
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