my best-kept secrets
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Three words
I miss who
I thought you
were. I miss
our younger years
before everything started
I can't undo
things. I can't
change you. And
I don't want
to. I love
you, as you
are. No matter
what, these three
words will remain
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