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i hope you remember me when you least expect it, not at 3:00 a.m. when you miss me. remember me in the moment the green light, turns yellow, and you think you can make it, but you don’t because it’s already red and you’re not even half way there.     after all, those were the colors i saw in your eyes after i promised to     love you forever.     first you were ecstatic, then frantic, and then finally paralyzed.     did you fear you no longer would be free?     as far as i know, i wasn’t holding a key ready to lock you up. remember me as you sip your coffee and you burn your tongue.     after all, that’s how you left me, burnt from your bitter soul. remember me when you’re listening to music and you have no one to dance with.     after all, i taught you how to have a dance party in your pajamas     when your soul was breaking.     when your dreams were fantasies and your nightmares were     realities. and you know what? if you really want to, remember me at 3:00 a.m.     after all, you always slept while i was wide awake wondering how     long we’d last. no matter how hard you try to forget me, you can’t erase us. {d.f. | 02/25/18}
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Feb 28, 2018
Feb 28, 2018 at 5:12 PM UTC
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i hope you remember me when you least expect it, not at 3:00 a.m. when you miss me. remember me in the moment the green light, turns yellow, and you think you can make it, but you don’t because it’s already red and you’re not even half way there.     after all, those were the colors i saw in your eyes after i promised to     love you forever.     first you were ecstatic, then frantic, and then finally paralyzed.     did you fear you no longer would be free?     as far as i know, i wasn’t holding a key ready to lock you up. remember me as you sip your coffee and you burn your tongue.     after all, that’s how you left me, burnt from your bitter soul. remember me when you’re listening to music and you have no one to dance with.     after all, i taught you how to have a dance party in your pajamas     when your soul was breaking.     when your dreams were fantasies and your nightmares were     realities. and you know what? if you really want to, remember me at 3:00 a.m.     after all, you always slept while i was wide awake wondering how     long we’d last. no matter how hard you try to forget me, you can’t erase us. {d.f. | 02/25/18}
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Feb 28, 2018
Feb 28, 2018 at 5:12 PM UTC
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