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The times I had you around me, I recalled myself telling people they were all sweet and perfect even with flaws. Because I loved the idea of having you around; having us within the time spent.
I remembered thinking that you were irreplaceable. You were, once. But the months apart without phone calls or texts did a good job; convincing me I thought wrong. Slowly, the fact we drifted apart blurred your face and the times we were together. I recalled myself being the bad guy, and you were always a little bit nicer, but still, we were partners in all the crimes I did.
I had always wanted you to love me, as much as I did. Wanted you to want me close, wanted you to want me to stay. But as time went by, I remembered thinking that it wasn't a big deal if you didn't want me as much as I thought I did. Well, might be the things I felt for you weren't strong enough after some time. Might be you found yourself a circle good enough for you to let me slip away. Might be the ones with me were shining brighter than those old days we had. For some reasons I didn't feel sad; I didn't feel like I was losing something. I guess it was natural for us to drift apart after some time, wasn't it?
You grew up becoming someone so beautiful. Well, you always are. You are keeping up with the rest, but being your sidekick for years, it once hurt me to think I was never in, in all those times. You grew up becoming someone I didn't remember knowing, well, might be I had the wrong you in my eyes and heart. Might be I didn't understand you enough to know you for who you are. Might be I thought I really had you in the palms of my hand, when I didn't. Might be, because we were too young to know better.
I thought meeting you once again would be plain and grey. When you told you miss me and the days back then, I couldn't make myself to tell you the same. When you told me those days were good and you keep them in your mind for the rest of your life, I thought to myself it's okay if we were to lose them. When you told me to never forget them as they are precious, I found myself dropping many details from back then. Surprisingly, there were so much I couldn't remember us doing.
But I was wrong. You don't change much, still the same sweet girl I once knew. That day I found myself feeling excited and my voice was squeaking a bit, I felt the strong urge to hug you and cry a little telling you it's been years. Well, maybe I did love you a little bit too much.
Maybe I still do.
The times I had you around me, I recalled myself telling people they were all sweet and perfect even with flaws. Because I loved the idea of having you around; having us within the time spent.
I remembered thinking that you were irreplaceable. You were, once. But the months apart without phone calls or texts did a good job; convincing me I thought wrong. Slowly, the fact we drifted apart blurred your face and the times we were together. I recalled myself being the bad guy, and you were always a little bit nicer, but still, we were partners in all the crimes I did.
I had always wanted you to love me, as much as I did. Wanted you to want me close, wanted you to want me to stay. But as time went by, I remembered thinking that it wasn't a big deal if you didn't want me as much as I thought I did. Well, might be the things I felt for you weren't strong enough after some time. Might be you found yourself a circle good enough for you to let me slip away. Might be the ones with me were shining brighter than those old days we had. For some reasons I didn't feel sad; I didn't feel like I was losing something. I guess it was natural for us to drift apart after some time, wasn't it?
You grew up becoming someone so beautiful. Well, you always are. You are keeping up with the rest, but being your sidekick for years, it once hurt me to think I was never in, in all those times. You grew up becoming someone I didn't remember knowing, well, might be I had the wrong you in my eyes and heart. Might be I didn't understand you enough to know you for who you are. Might be I thought I really had you in the palms of my hand, when I didn't. Might be, because we were too young to know better.
I thought meeting you once again would be plain and grey. When you told you miss me and the days back then, I couldn't make myself to tell you the same. When you told me those days were good and you keep them in your mind for the rest of your life, I thought to myself it's okay if we were to lose them. When you told me to never forget them as they are precious, I found myself dropping many details from back then. Surprisingly, there were so much I couldn't remember us doing.
But I was wrong. You don't change much, still the same sweet girl I once knew. That day I found myself feeling excited and my voice was squeaking a bit, I felt the strong urge to hug you and cry a little telling you it's been years. Well, maybe I did love you a little bit too much.
Maybe I still do.
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