Its like playing on fucking repeat. Its just you're falling in love all over again, and you really did miss the feeling of falling in love again, but he just had to do it. The end. I will stop here. Love officially sucks. Goodbye.
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UNIQUES
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Photographs and memories
Christmas cards you sent to me
All that I have are these
to remember you
Memories that come at night
Take me to another time
Back to a happier day
when I called you mine
But we sure had a good time
when we started way back when
Morning walks and bedroom talks
Oh how I loved you then
Summer skies and lullabies
Nights we couldn't say goodbye
And of all of the things the we knew
not a dream survived
Christmas cards you sent to me
All that I have are these
to remember you
Memories that come at night
Take me to another time
Back to a happier day
when I called you mine
But we sure had a good time
when we started way back when
Morning walks and bedroom talks
Oh how I loved you then
Summer skies and lullabies
Nights we couldn't say goodbye
And of all of the things the we knew
not a dream survived
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