I remember when we kissed; I still feel it on my lips.
Gabe sighed; here he was again, the hopeless romantic, desperate after a bad breakup, and listening to Miley Cyrus.
The time that you danced with me, with no music playing.
For some odd reason, Miley Cyrus always reminded him of William. Gabe couldn’t exactly remember why William had left,
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