Come Back There isn't a damned day that I don't think of you. I wish you hadn't imprinted so badly into my mind. I wish we hadn't ever kissed or hugged or even met. I'm lying. I don't know where I'd be if none of things happened. They tell me you're ruining me. That you're what's causing me to think of suicide. I don't believe them. I think it's the idea that we'll never be anything more than friends. Hardly that anymore. Just acquaintances now. But where would I be without you? Really?
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