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Just a poem I wrote. |
| I can remember back when spending time with you was fun. Now it's more of a chore like taking out the trash. Something I have to do but don't really enjoy. I miss those old days. When I used to like talking to you Those days when we used to laugh. Back when we talked about everything. I wonder sometimes, if you even remember or if you even miss those times. Do you even think of me anymore or was I just fun for a while. I still think of you. Still sit around reminiscing about a past we share. A past that seems to mean more to me than it ever meant to you. |