We grew apart, as friends do
But I miss you.
I’d like to see your face
or hear your voice
or read your thoughts.
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We grew apart, as friends do
But I miss you.
I’d like to see your face
or hear your voice
or read your thoughts.
Everyone is Straight Until They're Not 
Miss your hugs, Aud Aud.