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Apr 2015
I guess I can't help it
Missing your face  
I had such high hopes
I didn't think it would end this way

So when I think about us
It brings me great pain
There was never a good time
To end things anyway

I grew attached  
The way we talked
About things no one else knew
You were my rock

I felt beautiful with you
You played with my hair
We laughed about things
Our many nicknames...

Now we hardly speak
None of it seems real
Best friends forever...
A broken deal

It's hard to move on
When we got so close
I know time will heal
I miss you dear
Miss E
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