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- Parts 2
- Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Apr 27, 2016
I fell in love with her, the way she talks, the way she smiles. I never cared about how the rings of her curls were too big, where her nose was as round as a button. Once I fell in love, I fell in love. Once I lose someone, I lose them. And the problem is, how do I get them back? How do I get those silly memories back, when in fact we never photographed them. They were buried in our heads thinking we wouldn't forget unless we clicked the erase button. So, Kylie Durressa please help me find the recyble bin of our memories. ------------------------------ I know it sounds bad, but please bear with me and read it.All Rights Reserved
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