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"i hope this doesn't sound creepy, but i keep a picture of you in my wallet.

it's a copy of that picture of us from your twenty-first birthday party. my arm is around you and you're laughing, your nose scrunched up and icing on your forehead. im smiling at you, my eyes are closed.

i remember that day. i was broke, so i wrote you a song instead of buying a present. i felt horrible, but you loved it.

in one of your voicemails, you asked if i sang it to the girl i was seeing at the time. the answer is no. you are the only person, other than myself, that has heard it.

i will never play it for anyone else.

ever."

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