Everything I do is colored by him. He is never far from my mind. I'm constantly talking about him, thinking about him, longing for him. It's not that I miss what we had. It's more like I miss what we could have been. He haunts me. My dreams, my thoughts, my words, my choices
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I remember the last time I did that, and I regretted it. Dont make the same mistake I did :)
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