My heart is grieved! Can't believe I feel so emo, I guess its the uneasiness of knowing that I can't bang down your door anymore and force my way in for a chat about boys and nothingness, or drag you to PNP in your pjs, or tell you how much I need a friend when really I just want chicken wings. I'm uncomfortable by how i'll probs not see u dance to my fusion of gospel and Beyonce for the next few months, Or have you sing along to a song we both know very well that YOU don't know. I'm gonna miss how creepy clean your room and well folded your blankies were, even when you are laying within them.
Miss u
Xx
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