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Apr 2013
Everyone tells me I'm crazy
Because I think one day
You'll be gone.
You'll wake up one morning
And realize you were  never
In love with me
And that you wasted your time.
You'll remember all the times
We had and quietly push them away
Into the far corners of your mind,
And forget my existence completely.

One day
You'll forget about us
And all the great times we've had:

Like when we went to the beach
For my birthday
And went on the pier to see the cruise ships
Take off

Like when we would sneak into
The instrument storage room
With our friends
And make out

Like when you came over my house
For the first time
And also met my grandmother

And how about that time
I first met your mother?

It doesn't scare me to say
That I want to be with you forever,
Because in my heart
I know that's what I want.

But what scares me is the sun,
The way it'll break through your window
and erase your memories
Of us
And our undying love.

a.m.
ashley
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ashley  the beach ☼
(the beach ☼)   
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