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Feb 2014
I remember how much you hated new bed sheets,
how you lit up when I did coffee for you
and how you teased me for not liking it.
I will never forget our 4am walks on saturday mornings,
when we always studied the stars lying on the same field.
You always told me no-one could ever replace me.

People ask me if I miss you sometimes.
I tell them no but I don't really change my bed sheets that often.
And I've learnt to enjoy coffee,
I still take those 4am walks on saturday mornings
and I always study the stars lying on the same field.
And no-one can ever replace you, either.
Written by
crystallised  Berlin
   James Christine
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