Short and sweet. I had a dream about you the other night. You were riding in your car. Your friend was driving. I was riding in another car, and we passed you. As I stared out my window I saw you curled up on your seat, and you looked sad and lonely and lost. I pulled out my phone to call you, but the numbers I dialed wouldn't make sense. And then I had passed you already, and I was leaving you behind, and it made me sad to think about it.
I don't want this to happen.
I don't want this to happen.
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Like I said before, this is amazing. I can't really figure out why, but I like it a lot.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Elizabeth. For reason, I like this. It's really good.
ReplyDeleteI think I have read this before. Or you told me it. Or something.
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