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i can remember sitting in the living room and listening to you talk to your mom on the phone. and i remember laying in the floor by your feet when you dried your hair. i didn't understand, then, how you had so much to talk about every time. i sit on the other side of 7 years and i understand it now. i understand it when i look at my phone and see we have been talking for an hour about nothing and everything and nothing again. i still believe everything you say, and take it for fact. i want to talk it dead with you forever. just me and you, on the same line. just me and you
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Mar 6, 2022
Mar 6, 2022 at 10:49 PM UTC
a phone call from mom
i can remember sitting in the living room and listening to you talk to your mom on the phone. and i remember laying in the floor by your feet when you dried your hair. i didn't understand, then, how you had so much to talk about every time. i sit on the other side of 7 years and i understand it now. i understand it when i look at my phone and see we have been talking for an hour about nothing and everything and nothing again. i still believe everything you say, and take it for fact. i want to talk it dead with you forever. just me and you, on the same line. just me and you
reaofsun
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Mar 6, 2022
Mar 6, 2022 at 10:49 PM UTC
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