14491.) I sometimes wonder, if you think about me, as I think of you all the time. I miss our friendship, I’ll deny that I do, but I do. You were my best friend, and you abandoned me, but I still miss you, and I never think I could hate you. You could say the worst things of me in the world, and I could still never hate you, only miss you more.
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Yeah, wishful thinking again.