It’s 3a.m. on Monday morning and I am sitting in my car and staring at the rain falling down the windshield, and I think. I think of all the opportunities I had to say what I should have said. It’s raining harder now, I get out of my car, I start to walk, and I think. I think of all of the times we spent together and all of the memories I now have
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