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01.30.10 - 7:03 a.m. Youre still not here When you said you were leaving you werent joking.
I suppose I am at fault I take that blame fully Knowing what I know of your words that were meant for my ears alone...
I miss you I miss the 3 am banterings the 4AM bursts...oh how clever you were to hide such things that brought a blush to these jaded cheeks.
Funny this. Sparked by another one's gushings brought forth the feelings and wantings and musings that we shared.
You were Westley. I wasnt listening and I didnt hear it
I hear it now. I taste it now with every little drag of the cigarette that I took in the rain at 6:51 in the morning.
I miss you.
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