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I miss our little talks and our big late night conversations. To me they were perfect, but i'm starting to think that she din't like talking to me at all. I'm starting to think she didn't like me at all. Now she is moving on, and having these conversations with other people, late at night. And now she likes one of them, more then me, when we used to say 'i could never like anyone more then you' and the feeling was mutual. Maybe the truth is she didn't actually love me. I don't know, I don't know where to go. I just can't imagine doing all this stuff with anyone else.
Not now, not in the future.
I won't find another like you.
Not now, not in the future.
I won't find another like you.