Monday, June 7, 2010

every time.

I hate everything you turned into and I miss everything you used to be, whoever that was. I miss nonstop laughing and random adventures that led us no where but right back where we used to be, but it didn't matter cause we were best friends. Its hard to hate someone I don't know, Its even harder letting go of what didn't exist.

I carry it in my heart.

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