It's cold on the way back home. I swore that I was never going to think of him again and our fond memories we made together, but it's impossible. I hold my tears back as I sigh and close my tired eyes. It's going to be a long ride.
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It's cold on the way back home. I swore that I was never going to think of him again and our fond memories we made together, but it's impossible. I hold my tears back as I sigh and close my tired eyes. It's going to be a long ride.