Five months ago today I woke up tired.
Five months ago today you gave me a poem, never read by anyone.
Five months ago today I was given your CD.
Five months ago today I cried.
Four months ago tomorrow I saw you all again.
Four months ago tomorrow I slept under the stars.
Four months ago tomorrow you told us some stupid riddles.
Four months ago tomorrow you couldn't barely breathe.
Four months ago tomorrow you held me in your arms.
Four months ago tomorrow I knew you'd never let me go.
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