You've probably long forgotten about me.
You probably have a life and a partner and are happy.
I still haven't forgotten about you.
Why do I miss you?
You're just a girl I met that one summer.
You're not important.
But I miss you.
I was mad at myself for not staying in contact with you.
I miss you.
Come back.
YOU ARE READING
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