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Jul 2015
hello , you.
do you remember the first time we had ***? because i cant, but i can remember the last time, it was at that golf course by your house the night i popped a tire and you had to come save me.
you were always saving me.
its been exactly a year since we started to date , and about 5 months since you left. crazy right? look how far we've fallen. does it ever make you sad?
i still have yet to meet somebody who makes my heart feel the way you did , not for a lack of trying.
i see that youve moved on, i have also. i hope that she knows that you hate being told what to do, and that you like your tea with two splendas and no lemons, because you hate the seeds. and that the best way to get you to laugh is to bite your earlobe.
we aren't what we used to be , in fact we don't even speak, but i catch myself thinking about you every now and again. i hope that when you hear my name you remember all the good instead of all of the bad
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Deanna
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