"There are times when I randomly think of you. Your face just simply appears in my mind at the most inconvenient times. I'm not sure as to what this means, and to be honest it confuses the hell out of me, not because I don't want to be reminded of you, but because of the fact that you were from a previous chapter in my life, one in which had ended months ago, and not exactly in the best of terms, but what I do know and can't deny is that I miss us. I miss the times we hung out. I miss texting you. I miss your lame jokes. I miss being in your life. I just really miss you."
All the words we said Where they meaningless Like the time we spent.
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