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Aug 2019
I do come back
in dreams, lies
and broken down deja vu,
only I can't
find my way back to you.

I can't sneak out the old window,
I can't wait for the bus.
I can't write you letters.
I can't keep thinking of us.

How are you doing today?
I miss hearing your stories.
I miss hearing your laugh.
I miss being Eleanor.
09.16.18
21:42

(with references to Rainbow Rowell's "Eleanor and Park")
Janelle Tanguin
Written by
Janelle Tanguin  22/F/Legazpi City
(22/F/Legazpi City)   
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