| April 13, 2016 | 7:01 pm |
I saw you with her today.
You was holding her hand and walking her to her bus when school was over.
I remember when that used to be us...
It still kills me inside to see you love her the way you used to love me.
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Poetry| ѕтarтed: aprιl 1, 2016 | Book One | Nate, Nothing can really compare to those days we shared. The way your eyes met mine and the way I fell. Slow yet quickly. It was slow as I hadn't noticed I was falling for awhile... But when I did notice everyt...
