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Apr 2013
Im so sick of it.
I want to remember what we were like 5 months ago, when we met. Everything was so perfect then. We used to be so in sync with each other. I called you my brother and you called me your sister, because our friendship was that close.

I miss not missing a day talking to each other. We could talk about anything ,me and you. I could tell you everything and not feel like I was a sour *******. You'd listen everytime and make me feel better about the situation. We used to screenshot all of our funny conversations and keep them in our phones as memories.

But not now. Now I don't even recognise the face staring back at me.Β Β What happened to us? We used to be so close and now I barely even remember you. It's sad. Now I'm scared to even talk to you. We don't talk anymore , there's no more screenshot conversations and there's no more happiness.Β Β 

I want you back. The friend I once knew. I want to feel happy in your company , not scared. I want to have to stop fighting for your attention because this silencing void between us is killing me. And excuse me if I sound selfish , but the truth never came easy.

Please, come back to me.
Adeline Dean
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Adeline Dean  Paris
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