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Remember When


Remember when

You texted me for the first time

And it was a joke 

But the feelings became real 

Someone never made me ever feel

How you made me feel 

 

Remember when

We'd talk for hours on end

FaceTime, phone calls, texting

Pacing for a response right after

I clicked send

 

Remember when 

I gave you my clothes to wear 

You stayed the night at my house

And we laid all night on the couch

In the basement 

We eventually went up at around 5am

 

Remember when

We woke up the next morning

I walked you to your car

I wanted to kiss you goodbye

You were iffy about it

You said you had "morning breath"

But I still somehow managed to get one 

 

Remember when

I bought you that vampire weekend 

Vinyl for you birthday

I wonder what you ever did with it

Did you ever spin it

Or is it just sitting there collecting dust?

You loved vampire weekend

 

Remember when 

We went to that john Mayer concert?

We sat next to Donna and Molly

 

Remember when

Donna asked about me and you 

Asked about school you go to 

and what you want to do 

 

Remember when

She asked me what I wanted to do and what school I went to

I lied and said Louisville

But come to find out

Donna worked there

Haha needless to say I got scared

and I went to the "bathroom" until the concert started 

to avoid further conversationm

 

Remember when

Later that night I wanted to 

Go to the park so I could kiss you

We did 

Highlight of 

My night

I wouldn't change that night

For the world

Despite 

The fact that

That night was it

 

Remember when 

You never talked to me again

Who would've thought that

That would be the end

Of all the FaceTime's, phone calls

And text 

Thanks to you I was a god damn wreck 

And little do you know I still fucking am

You were there making me happy

When I needed it the most

But of course it went wrong

When I needed it the most 

So thank you 

 

I hope you remember these things

I don't want them to be 

Pointless nor meaningless

But then again they probably are

But for me

It's a permanent scar 

on my arm

From where I 

Cut too far 

 

I hope you look back 

I hope reminisce 

and you 

remember when

 
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