When we left the theater to once again board the buses, the head counsellors seemed in an unusually bad mood. I was not the only one that suspected something, for as we travelled up the muddy, windy roads back to camp, the buses were abuzz with the CITs’(counsellor in training) gossip. By the time we arrived back at the campus, the CITs’ all felt
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One whole entire day
When I don't think of her.
Twenty-four hours pass,
I look around and find
That I haven't thought of her.
Not even when I'm somewhere we used to go.
Not even when there's someone we used to know.
It isn't every day.
It's most unusual. In fact,
I don't remember when, but
Sometimes a day goes by
When I don't think of her til morning comes
And then
There she is again.
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I am so sorry, it's a story I never knew,and in a way a side of you I'd never really seen before.
I miss you.
E-mail me sometime. I think we have a lot of talking to do. I miss out late night conversations.
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