calverax
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Base on the True Fucking Story:
"You're not missing me...
But I miss you.
Your talk,
Your lips,
Your hands around my waist...
Why I'm holding on to you.
And I'm trying myself not to miss you.
I'm trying to forget you...
But the truth that I need you.
Where did you go?
Why am I left alone, again...
I wish I never met you THAT NIGHT.
On the 13th day at the 13th Street under the lamppost and the moon and some stars you kissed me.
I still remember all too well."