“If knowing you has taught me anything, there’s always another way.”
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“If knowing you has taught me anything, there’s always another way.”
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I let you drive my car you know. Those days...the ones that were too... Too hard to break and so slow between The two of us. You know the days. I bet you could count them off In your head where everything is still.... You know.
Things are things now. I get that. Or at least... I try. I do. But those days...the ones I'll never forget Because you were different. I was different. You were...you listened to me.
You drove my goddamn car. And shit. We drove far too.
And you never complained about my music. Not a single time. In your silent, wanting to know But knowing you shouldn't way You knew me. In my raw...harsh...
Love. Love. Love. Such a terrible melody. But I hope you know...I think about All of that. A lot.
That moment when your follower count goes down by one, and panic grips your chest, and you rush to click the button, and you run through the list over and over with your heart pounding in your ears all the while, and your favorite people are all still there, and you breath a huge sigh of relief, but then you're like, "Why does it still hurt?"
If you unfollow me I don't hold it against you because I wouldn't follow me
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