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it used to scare me... to think of you not in my life.
after all, you were the first boy i kissed.
the first boy to hold my hand.
the boy who knows what i look like when i first wake up in the morning
or right when i get out of the shower.
but now,
i don't wish you ill...
in fact, i don't wish you anything at all.
i dont love you any more.
not even a little bit.
&& its about damned time.
after all, you were the first boy i kissed.
the first boy to hold my hand.
the boy who knows what i look like when i first wake up in the morning
or right when i get out of the shower.
but now,
i don't wish you ill...
in fact, i don't wish you anything at all.
i dont love you any more.
not even a little bit.
&& its about damned time.