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Remember
Do you remember
when we would hang out and talk
about boys and events of the day?
We would even have sleepovers
on the nights we had a lot to talk about.
We had fun until he came along.
He asked you out and you said yes
and left me just for him.
Your friends didn't like him
and he had you on a leash,
but you just couldn't see that.
You didn't realize that you hurt us
and probably never will.
I swore to myself that since
you weren't there for me
I wouldn't be there when you broke up.
I don't know if you remember this.
I do because that is just something you never forget.
Thanks for not being there for me.
Jenn
Chocolate_chip_sweetie@hotmail.com
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