"i found a picture of us in my dresser today. it was the one we took on the fourth of july last year. you had your arm around my shoulder and you were looking down at me, a smile on your face.
i stood there with you, laughing at something i can't remember. we looked so happy. our eyes were bright, and our smiles were genuine.
even if you don't love me anymore, you must've in that moment, because the look in your eyes was one of pure fondness and admiration.
i miss that. i miss you. i miss the person i was with you. i miss us."
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101 voicemails
Poetry"hey, it's me again..." 101 voicemails about loving, breaking, and healing.
