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Sep 2014
I knew it was over when I didn't laugh at your jokes anymore.
I remember the night I asked you what we were doing.
Everything had been so distant and forced lately.
And as we talked, you knew that we were slowly drifting, but I knew it would be goodbye.
Love loss relationships oldwritings
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