sometime this week, either monday or wednesday, i was i don't know how close to where you live. and i know you think this is creepy but just like you, i have a very good memory. especially when it comes to you. but i was. i was at the gas station around where you live. i don't know exactly where you live but i know it's not even five minutes from there walking. and you can't imagine how hard it was to not scream your name out. to not text you and let you know i was around there. to not cry. i break down every time your name is mentioned. every time.
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