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Do you remember when it was the three of us, and we could beat the world. When we would stay up late talking about life, and feeling invincable. When you left for college you reassured me how much faith you had in us, and how you knew we would change, but our relationship would be the same. I miss those days. I miss laying on your trampoline acting like fools. I miss winter trips to Canada and getting mad when you guys ditch me cuz I suck at skiing. I miss our rebellion, because it was far from rebellion. I miss late night walks to 7-11, silly movie marathons, and absolute absurdity. We've all moved on, and I'm so afraid that one day we will pass eachother and barely recognize the faces. What we had was so special, and looking back at photographs, I fear that soon we will have nothing. Perhaps seperately, but never again the three of us. I don't ask for what we had, I know better than that, but I hope that we will always at least have something.