old
conversation.
me: hey. i
mss you.
him: i do to.
me: hangout?
him: i'll tell your dad to come pick me
up.dad drives him over. : why
dont you guys go swimming,
i'm going to the store.
me: i hate this bathing
suit.
him: it's
pretty!
me: jay, i mean i hate it
on me.
him: why?
me: i look fat.
him: you have a disorder,
okay? i don't look at your body, cause i was there when
the docc
told you. i look at you
from the inside, come here. kisses my forehead while holding me in
his arms in a pool.
that was
summer '08.; Summer '11 i'm crying for him. looking up people and
asking if they've ever lived here. and this is how it will stay
until i find him! <3 i'm just another brokenheart.
</3
old conversation. me: hey. i mss you. him: i do to. me: hangout?
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Jun 7, 2011 12:06am
