zondag 23 december 2012
What I miss most about you is not the cute moments that we had. The flowers at my door, the proclamations of love. No, what I miss is those everyday moments. Me tucking my feet under your leg when they were cold, the quiet kisses we shared behind the lockers, and holding hands under the table. Yeah, thats what I miss.
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