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Dear you,
I hope everything is going well with her and I hope thats your happy. What do you feel when your holding her? When you smell her hair, do you ever remember what mine smelt like? When you hold her hand do you ever feel mine? When your phone rings and it says her name, do you ever block it out and see mine? I hope not, because I dont want you to get your hopes up. And if you ever grow the balls to call me, all I'm going to say is, " Too late baby" Cause I always called you baby.
Yours Truely,
Me