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[thedeceptiveone]

I know what you’re thinking, but I don’t think it matters anymore. What does matter is what I think, and I’m oddly humbled by it now. Old pictures make me cry, because I know I’ll never have those memories back, and some people who promised to always be there sometimes just can’t be anymore. What’s worse is when I cried over that video on You Tube. You weren’t in it, but you told me “if you listen carefully, you might be able to hear me singing along.” I don’t like making promises I don’t think I can keep, but I did promise you I’d wait, and I am. I’m still waiting. The question is, is this worth waiting for?
you’re the closest to heaven that I’ll ever be, and I don’t want to go home right now
I hope the concert was good.