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[firefly___stare]

i miss the boy i promised myself i would never miss.

i saw a hockey boy at the BU meeting. you can just tell with boys like that.

and i was in my room, with "caldecott tunnel" (SoCo) on, and under a pile of clothes was the hard rock shirt.

and this pang of regret hit me.

and i just wanted to cry.

but no regrets - i did the right thing.
and there's nothing wrong with missing him every once in a while.

let her down easy
so she can let go