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Don't you miss the days when being in a relationship meant there
Was no competition?
Where sepration was a last resort
After all other means had been exhausted
When you didn't wait up all night
Creeping through social media
To know what your partner was doing
Love letters were handwritten and saved
They knew your favorite candy
And laughter was in abundance
Are we all so focused on not getting hurt
That we'd destroy another to spare ourselves
Do you remember when"I love you" meant something?
Did those days ever exist?

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