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askygoneonfire) wrote2009-11-12 11:59 pm
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We Used to Be Friends
Hi, I missed you.
All the stupid trips we went on. The day we spent trying to find that hamlet because it had such a hilarious name. The dangerous games we used to play. The month we ate nothing but Super Noodles. The month we drank nothing but cider.
The nights we did the thing that everyone knew we would except us.
The in jokes that will never get old.
The fact everyone we meet together - no matter how many years have intervened - always says we are so alike. The same person, split into male and female. The partners we've had that have been intimidated by our instinctive closeness. Our bafflement that anyone feels threatened.
The times I cried. The times you had no idea. The times you just called me and said "come here". The times you were everything good about my life.
I missed you.
Thank you.