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12am

whoops. i can't sleep.

i'm not an insomniac like you were, however there's some days when i can't shut my eyes —
because it was always easier to sleep when you were next to me.

tugging my loose shirt with your little hands, the way you drool a little with your messy hair, how you somehow sleep peacefully with my loud ass snoring.

i loved it.

i loved how cute you were, even if you didn't try to look cute. and you still are cute. no, beautiful even. i can perfectly picture you and display you in my mind right now in the stars. the was you move so angelically amongst the others resting from above, and how delicately you bend over from the galaxies of stars to watch over me as i mingle alone on this earth.

and i still remember how every time you sneezed like a kitten, my heart would skip a beat, and i get heated up and flustered.

i've dated so many girls and guys, but never before have i felt our type of love.

to think i felt this way at my best friend.

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remember how you were so scared that you were going to get lost in a big crowd, so we held hands for the first time?

i wanted to hold your hand forever.

it fit perfectly in my hand, like a puzzle.

you were just the right kind for me, you were more than just a dream.











and now that dream is gone.














i can't take it. you know that?














i can't bear to live without you.

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