I MISS
I miss our late night chats our secret rendezvous our midnight drive and your voice humming the songs of Fossils. I miss the old you the old me the old us the way we used to be back when we were happy. I miss the war of words the agonizing moments the meals together he noisy evenings and together we made it abiding.
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