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i miss you.
the warm sun reminds me of you.
the way you would hold me, in your big, strong arms.
the way you would call me beautiful, kiss my forehead.
the way you would make me feel safe.
i miss you.
i miss you, but you don't miss me
that's the issue. we all want what we can't have.
you never think of me, but i constantly think of you.
you were the first guy to truly care f...
Tuesday 18th May 2021 10:05 pm
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