Every now and then
i look back on the things we did
the things we had
the inside jokes
and the ones we never quite got
and it pains me.
why do I remember these things?
I want nothing more than to forget it all
and move on.
but if I do
does that mean none of it meant anything
to either of us
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Author:
bevan tse stuart (
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- Category: Sad
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