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Dec 2013
BYU
I've spent 3 months ignoring your calls and deleting your voicemails
still I check the weather in Provo and when the first snow surprised you in september I stayed up all night
knitting you socks
I didn't write a note but I drew all over your envelope and I didn't sleep
not until the tracking number reached you
When you called i still didnt answer
but I sat there and watched it ring until my phone died

I
don't
love
you

but the thought of your cold toes consumed me - stay warm
Written by
Inga Rún  Chicago
(Chicago)   
615
       Lior Gavra and Cinds Davis
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