11:06am
She's the kind of girl you fall in love with
// you don't know why,
But before you know it,
You're knee deep in "When can I see you next?" and "I think I love you" // she's like auto - polite // for reasons like you don't remember driving to her house or how but you always end up there // you'll look into her eyes and find feelings in places you didn't even know had feelings // and when "Things didn't work out" ,
Your bones will ache // even 4 months later,
When someone says her name.

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