MaayaAiji
…I remember…
When we first met…
You were shy…
Insecure…
It was like you were someone different from before.
I watched you play with him.
I watched him touch you.
I watched him kiss you.
I longed to be him.
We didn’t know each other then.
You were just a guitarist in his band.
Your hair wasn’t blonde like it is now.
I like it blonde anyways.
You’ve
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