Thoughts of boys so long gone flood my head. Maybe I should call them men. They acted like boys. It has been so long and I can still feel his face in my hand. I can still smell his hair. I can still feel his arm around my waist. When I look at pictures I swear that he is looking straight back at me with these eyes that make me cry. Why is it that I
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