You're beautiful like that. I don't know if anyone ever told you, but you are. I can see them lower you into the ground from behind the wall of forgotten mourners, and I'm breaking inside. I've missed you for years, but now it's too late to imagine and pretend that we're going to find each other again. I just wanted to tell you that I miss you still, and that I think I fell in love with you that night we were caught out in the rain...
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