sometimes i think it was for the better sometimes i wonder how it would be now. . . . but i mean dont u ever think of how it was?? honestly i do ALL the time. . . everytime i find myself talking to "the boy" almost always i have a story or a memory that we made. . . and then talking about one memory i think of more and i miss it. . . i miss how
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