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Feb 25
I'm trying to move on, but my heart won't let go.

I might not be texting you, or even seeing you. But, I'd respond in a heartbeat should that notif pop up on my phone.

I may not greet you like I did on the daily, but even a year later... you're still the last thought when I fall asleep.

It may no longer be the blissful smiles, and instead be the tearful cries. But I miss you and I think about you.
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Santiago A
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