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They say you can always be friends, but I never believed in that. Does it even matter if I can get over you? Because I know one thing for sure and that is I'll not be able to see you again. Before this, I told you that I kept all your things away. I told you that I kept our photos in the box. I told you that I took all your pictures off the wall. Why did I lie? I can never let you go. The look in your eyes and the smile off your face will always linger in my mind. I'm going crazy. I miss you. Deep down inside I want to give up everything and fly over to you. Just when I thought I was okay, I realize that it isn't real. Everything up until now is surreal. I don't want any of this if you're not a part of it. I would do anything to get to hold you by my side and hear your soft whispers again.