i miss being your favorite person.
Now you are my favorite stranger.
i miss our “firsts”…
Like that time at the beach, when we didn’t make it past the dunes.
You said that was “the coolest experience” of your life…
i told you, i would remind you of that…but i never did.
And you probably don’t remember a thing…
But i do
And i can not forget…
When i Was Your Favorite Person
So, i guess this is goodbye…
Goodbye to my favorite stranger.
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Author:
GingaNinja (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Lovely, well written. Love favorite stranger. Have missed reading your work. Hope you are well. I have been out of the loop for awhile. : )
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