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.Sunday, 2 September 2007 ' 13:45 Y

i never felt nothing in the world like this before. now i'm missing you and i'm wishing that you would come back through my door. why did you have to go? you could have let me know. you could have stayed but you wouldnt give me a chance. with you not around it's a little bit more then i can stand and all my tears they keep running down my face. why did you turn away?
so why does your pride make you run and hide? are you that afraid of me? i know its a lie what you keep inside and this is not how you wanted it to be.

was packing my stuff into the boxes and the cup you gave to me on my birthday brought back many memories. world's greatest friend - that was what was printed on the cup. but what's happening now? i still can't believe you said 'and i hope that we won't even be friends anymore'.






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