I've been looking at the wall for the last 15minutes.
No tears on the outside, but I do feel some in here, on the inside. I miss you. And after trying to find a perfect present, a perfect gift, all I think about is that I just.. I just, well, mostly suck at giving gifts and presents when it's not spontaneous, but also that when I see you tomorrow, if I drop by, it's the first time since we called it a quit.
Next chapter please, x
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