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Mar 2012
It's amazing how the little things
we shared
stay with me.

Our favorite show.
Our favorite band.
Our favorite restaurant.

It's strange how the little things
we shared
don't bother me.

Even though you broke my heart.
Even though I cried for three years.
Even though I you still haunt me.

It's different being without love
we shared
everyday.

But I'm moving past it.
And I'm finding I can love again.
And I want it to be with him.
© Cassie Mae Writings 2012
Cassie Mae
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