I hate that you never pass me as I walk home anymore.
I hate that we never run into each other outside the building anymore.
I hate that when I yell your name outside the window, no one yells back.
I admit it, I miss you.
I miss our late night giggle-fests.
I miss seeing your green car in the questionable parking spot.
Maybe we could at least have a date night.
1 comment:
awww thats sad! yes we should do that ... um .... next wednesday? thats the next day on my calendar that there isnt anything. i kissed and made up with dana so we are going out tuesday evening. plus i need a hug because the boy is being really stupid and making me want to cry.
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