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Feb 2016
Day after day of constant messages,
We messaged one another till our fingers bled,
About anything in regards to our own lives,
But still never will enough ever be said,

Through it all,
She read me as though I was a book,
Because even through all she found,
She wasn't ever really trying to look.

We would talk and through it all,
A close comfort to my heart,
"We'll be friends forever",
And there's a feeling she will never depart.

A great comforting idea of forever.....
The question still lingers on in my mind,
How long is forever really?
....
Star Gazer
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Star Gazer
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