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I cant believe its been three years today.
I still think about you, I come across your shirts, and pictures.
I still have that blue Ecko shirt your mom spent 50 dollars on, that you hated, I sleep in it when I'm feeling lonely and its strange to say it helps.
I secretly wait to see you again somehow.
I still think about you, I come across your shirts, and pictures.
I still have that blue Ecko shirt your mom spent 50 dollars on, that you hated, I sleep in it when I'm feeling lonely and its strange to say it helps.
I secretly wait to see you again somehow.