twenty four

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twenty four | remember?

remember those times we'd share

with the utopian sunset and a glass

of white wine?

remember those days we'd spend

running around the sun soaked grass

and laugh at the fact that we always

seemed to cross the line?

remember those nights we'd spend

staying up until the sunlit morning

doing whatever lovers did, just

making sure you were mine?

no? I thought so.

maybe you were so drunk on the

thought of love that you never really

felt it when it was there,

because the moments we share

are the moments you tear.

— ; a.m

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