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it’s crazy how you meet someone, and you wanna know everything about them, and you text non stop, then you start hanging out and they seem like everything you’ve been looking for, and you’ve never had more fun, then the months pass and that person you met and wanted to know everything about isn’t the same person anymore, but you stick around hoping they’re still in there somewhere, and you hold back your tears and anger in fear of starting another fight that might end things for good this time, and you lay in your bed trying decide if you wish they were next to you, or if you wish you never met them.

8 months ago we drove around in your parents minivan, we watched the sunset, you asked me to be your girlfriend, you drove me home. Tonight we drove around in your new car, you yelled at me, I cried, you drove me home.