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Jul 2015
We were suppossed to be there
For each other
Always.

But you've always been
Quite forgetful
Or maybe
I just bore you
And now
You're gone
Amongst new friends
Better friends
And I'm happy for you
Except
I can't help but miss
Our childish antics
Our senseless conversation
Our bickering
Our us.
Just some thoughts. Missing my friends.

Count on me
By bruno mars
(How bittersweet)
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