I cant sleep. Thoughts of her keep running throgh my head. I cant write, I cant sing, I cant play, all I can do is think. Im so used to this happening to me, I dont know why this one hurts. But she was better then the rest, easier to talk to, more fun to be around, just as emotional as me, smart, goregous, out going, open minded, but I blew it. I
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