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Jul 2013
It's winter now my dear , and the cold makes me reminisce of summer and all the memories made. The memories that keep me smiling as if they were played on repeat like your favorite song. How falling asleep and waking up wrapped in your arms is all I looked forward to as I closed my eyes while i dreamt of you and me. My love I must say , these thoughts lingering in my mind are haunting me. Oh how its driving me crazy .  

But its winter now my dear and someone else is falling asleep and waking up wrapped in your arms. The cold reminds me of how you told me you hate winter and how everything seemed so sad.

As I sit here playing these memories on repeat like your favorite song , someone else is loving you the way I couldn't.
Brittney Anne
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