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Your birthday is at the end of October. You lost your mom when you were 16. You like cars like it's oxygen. You have the best laugh I've ever heard. You fit up against me like you're the other half of me. You have the most perfect, unique eyes. Ive never seen eyes that come close to yours. We met when we were kids, freshly 18 and almost 18. At my internship. We drove around, and listened to Halsey and talked about our dreams. I miss your passion for life. I miss how optimistic you are. I just miss you.
Its been four years and I can't get you out of my head. I check the unsent project once a week, and someone posted under our nickname that their birthday is soon and to reach out. I ******* want to, but it would **** me to be ignored again. Or to be labeled desperate. I need to let sleeping dogs be, and i need to move on.
But you are my biggest regret.
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