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Jan 2014
Funny, though,
How this melody sounds like that memory
And how the emerald green grass
Is the green in your eyes
To me

It’s kind of weird
How chocolate reminds me of the color of your hair
But I love your hair more
Because it has golden streaks in it
And it’s yours

And every time I see the sky
I see your shirts and shoes and notebooks
I see your braces and the bracelet I gave you
Because I remember blue is your favorite color
And I will never forget that

Honestly, I can’t stand watching The Fox and the Hound
Because I remember it was your favorite
And no matter how much you denied it
You’d always end up crying
So I just held you as you cried

Anyone who reads this
Is probably thinking
“Oh how sad
This poor girl is remembering
A past love”

But no, we’re weren’t in love, or even a couple
We were just the best of friends
For the longest time
Practically like brother and sister
Who slowly drifted apart
Diana
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Diana  Texas
(Texas)   
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