I know I shouldn't.
I've just grown to forget the reason why sometimes.
Sometimes.
Not all the time.
But sometimes.
I just...miss you.
I miss you.
I have always missed you.
Isn't that a good enough reason?
Wasn't it always?
I remember when it was.
I remember
you told me you'd miss me.
I believed you
but I still left.
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