Today I thought about you with love and nostalgia; I thought about our summer and the times we shared. Its all kind of vague to me, I remember your smile but I don’t remember you smiling. I’m not even sure we ever talked about our lives. I just knew you were my best friend and the boy I thought I would marry one day when I was too young to understand what love really was. I thought that maybe it was finally our time, and it was, at least for the summer. Your heart moved on and mine stayed the same for a while. I got used to the fact that you didn’t miss me and that you didn’t want to see me. Every time we fought, I would swear that it was goodbye, that it was the end of our friendship. I miss the summer, I miss fighting with you because we would still be talking and we always made up sooner or later, sometimes it’d be the same night into the early morning. When and if we lose contact somehow I will always remember you and look back to the good times, and the bad that turned into good. Even if I swore I hated you at one point, I never did. And if I did, it was because I loved you too much.
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