Few days go by that I don't think about her in some way. So many things bring back so many memories about her and me. Just passing by places or hearing certain songs.
American dry cleaning, big boy, bare naked ladies, hey jealousy, outlaw torn, etc. And the list goes on.
I wonder, sometimes, had we had the chance we did way back when, if it
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