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All I remember is the smell of Old Spice and old man
perfectly combined
forming aeromatic comfort.

I remember his smile
I remember his laugh.
I still see his flannel shirts
and orange hat.
And honestly,
I think a part of me died
when I saw you go.

You were the person who laways loved me,
who never yelled.
Who never judged.
I miss you so much
And I'm not sure what to do now.

I wish I didn't remember you.
It would be easier that way because
Then I wouldn't miss
How wonderful you were to me.
Visit me in my dreams, sometime.





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SpringRayyn said...
Jan. 2, 2011 at 9:54 pm
aww sad. :( I like the ending
 
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