My poem for Brandyn.

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I could've chose anyone to spend those days with and share those memories. But I chose you. The drug addict, irresponsible, disrespectful bad-boy who only wanted my body. And no, I do not regret it and I would not take it back. Because I dreamt of running wildly through grassy fields and doing ollies in the shopping centres till security was after us. I stayed because I dreamt of being happy. I dreamt of long nights playing Xbox and showering together after dancing in the rain. I dreamt of cuddling and watching sports. I dreamt of cute little arguments over what teams would win. I dreamt of so much that could never happen.
I dreamt of a love that could never exist in such a heartless person like you.

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