you said you'll never smoke.
i promised i would never leave.
you werent into those things.
and i was naive.
where have we gone?
and why, oh god why am i still holding on?
to what.
nothing good comes from living in memories.
and especially of people who don't keep you in them.
please take care of yourself. and don't get lost.
if you would listen i could tell you all that i never could.
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