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I wish you’d reach out. I wish I didn’t think about you every single day. I am tired. I hope to walk these streets one day without remembering our hugs, our laughter, our first date. I can't even walk past the doorway where we kissed for the first time. I hate that I can’t erase those memories and walk through this city without this heavy sink in my chest. I look back with pain at the bench where I waited for you to show up. And you came. And we kissed. I wish everything were different. But at the same time, I wish you didn't cross my mind anymore. I miss you. Your laugh, your voice, the sadness in your doe eyes. I miss you. and I hate that I do.
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