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Those days were always filled with unexplainable joy, I always thought it would last forever.  I would wake up only to the aspirations of chatting with you. Nothing else in the world would make any form of sense besides the imagination of what we could evolve into.  So short the love lived and yet it felt like a lifetime of experience. 
The end came sloping steeply and we both saw it coming, yet our power to slow it was so weak, and it was as faint as the horn of a car that has moved 15miles down the highway.  We stand to blame each other as we both could not see how the end was from each other. Tears running down our cheek like a carefree dam that’s been allow to flush itself toward steady quantity. It was never easy the goodbye we had to pronounce to each other, but then we did. 

Owhhhh! How all this experience felt like an event that occurred yesterday. I will never stop remembering how we were like two birds in love at all times. 😥😥😥😥😥💓💓💓💓


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