She isn't living up to my ghost; I am the one who has lived up to her being. And it's only because we had the same name that you initially took notice of me. All of this suddenly makes sense.
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I Should've Hugged You The Last Time I Saw You
PoetryWould it make any difference? If we knew that it was the last time we would see each other again?
Torture
She isn't living up to my ghost; I am the one who has lived up to her being. And it's only because we had the same name that you initially took notice of me. All of this suddenly makes sense.