Your color

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You dont know my favorite color anymore. I changed it red it was the same as yours. So now its green. I got a new perfume too it smells like vanilla not like the rose one you used too love my bedsheets are diffrent too they arent the red one with daises on
The ones you used to get tangled in theyre green now and they smell like vanilla ,i bought a new phone
One that you havent called i changed a lot of things
Since you left i found alot of comfort in the fact you dont know me anymore just like i no longer know you  but the only diffrence is i changed because i had to. And you changed because you wanted too
At least i have softer sheets now

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