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Dreaming Like It's 2004
I had one of those dreams again, the ones where we were just friends. You had no idea you were my every heartbeat.
We were on a trip somewhere, back in high school or something. You had a crush on the foreign exchange student I was rooming with. I was barely tolerating her. You invited us to hang out though, and I couldn't deny any second spent near you. We stayed late in your room listening...
Friday 11th October 2019 11:30 am
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