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Unforgettable
I’m sad because I miss him.
I’m sad because I never knew I’d miss his voice so much.
Us not being friends brings tears to my eyes.
I can’t stand being yelled at by him.
I miss him.
The thought of us not being friends,
Makes me think so much.
He got a new girlfriend last week.
That’s when he shut me out.
Told me never to talk to him again.
He’s “done.”
I miss him.
He said he loved me more than anything in the world.
I told him I couldn’t do it.
If we were anything more than friends I’d regret it.
Maybe I shouldn’t have told him I liked his best friend.
I f--ked up.
I miss him.
Maybe I shouldn’t have told him that I was done,
deleted him off facebook,
deleted is number.
I f--ked up.
I miss him.
But I remember his number by heart.
I remember his voice.
I remember his truck.
I wish I could talk to him,
just once.
Without him yelling at me,
or shutting me out.
Because I miss him…
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