cherry baby || J.M.

Can we act like we use to act? Sing the songs only you and I know. Go places we found together. Sitting around just enjoying each other's company. But the past is the past.

I'm now listening to music that matches my feelings. I miss the way your head tilts back when you laugh, and the golden hue your hair has when the sun burns brightly down on you.

I miss you.

I miss us.

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