Remembering him ch.1

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Its been a year. A solid year since the last time we kissed or better yet the last time i saw him.

As i sit here on a little bench by the park running my finger over my lip trying to remember what his lips felt like, i can feel the warm tears slowly sliding down my face.

The memories of every little thing thats ever happened to us and everything we've been through is hitting me just like a thousand bullets to the chest.

Your probably wondering who im talking about so let me just start from the beginning.

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