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its odd that when i close my eyes i can remember the smiles the laughter the good times.
then i open them and i see reality.
its sad to think i miss the smiles, and stuff.
i miss you holding me.
or you being a pain in the ass jumping on my bed waking me up.
haha i miss that.
i kind of miss taking care of you too.
you know, making your food, doing your laundry, and all that.
sigh , at first i didnt think i would miss it.
and the harder i try NOT to miss it.. the more i end up wanting you.
sigh.
why cant i go back?