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It was the baseball field at the elementary school. I don't know why it was there, we never went there together. No one told me you had come back. You had come home and the moment I saw you it was like the pieces fell into place again. I ran to you and threw my arms around your neck in the biggest hug ever. And then I had to leave, and you left with out saying good bye, just like last time. But last time, it was more me not saying good bye to you. You were my best friend. And you listened. You were there.
I miss you a lot.
Sometimes I wonder if you miss me too.
And I don't mind you being in my dreams because I get to see you that way. And in my dreams, you forgive me. Not all the time. Sometimes you walk away from me and I follow begging you to talk to me.
This entire thing would fit into my book. Because I made this scar between us. This mark that can never be mended properly and I made it. I cut as deep as I could, and didn't try to mend it.
I want to go back and change everything. I'd do so many things differently. Sometimes I wish with my entire being that I'll wake up and it'll be then again.
I'm such an idiot.
I miss you a lot.
Sometimes I wonder if you miss me too.
And I don't mind you being in my dreams because I get to see you that way. And in my dreams, you forgive me. Not all the time. Sometimes you walk away from me and I follow begging you to talk to me.
This entire thing would fit into my book. Because I made this scar between us. This mark that can never be mended properly and I made it. I cut as deep as I could, and didn't try to mend it.
I want to go back and change everything. I'd do so many things differently. Sometimes I wish with my entire being that I'll wake up and it'll be then again.
I'm such an idiot.