| im pretty sure he is the only one that gets it.
that gets how much i love him.
that im not in love with him. but that he is one of the most important people.
and i would be a very sad girl not to have him with me.
theres some people who get what i say.
and he does. unless hes in one of his moods.
then hes just weird and doesnt get anything anyone says.
but i love him then too.
he deals with all my shit.
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im a happy girl. and a lot of this has to do with him. and the sunshine.
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| so i went to peru more about that later and which i was there. the whole time. i just wanted to talk.
nothing more. just that talking. knowing that the other person would get what i said.
know what i mean. and think it was funny.
i love that i have that. that i found it. haaaaappy emma. |
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| hey there. i finally found it.
and finding it made me happy.
but it comes with a price.
i lost other people i care about.
one in particular.
i wish we were still best friends.
i wish i could call him and tell him everything.
but i dont see how. |
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| i wish that he talked to me as much as he used it.
i feel like the gap is growing and neither of us are trying to stop it.
and i really dont like it at all.
i think im gonna fix it. so today. i got the mail. and in the mail is a letter. and on the front of it it just says emma.
in weird messy handwriting. and in it is a typed letter titled "Why I Love You" its like 3 pages long. and it doesnt say who its from.
and its either really sweet.
or really really weird.
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