Undone
For whatever it is that I felt for you
Comes back
Every single time
We talk about our lives
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For whatever it is that I felt for you
Comes back
Every single time
We talk about our lives
Today, my boyfriend and I were holding hands, walking through the city together. http://bit.ly/ICGii4
but I’m really missing you. After almost eight months. Still.
Please, just pick up the phone and call me. Oh right, I don’t have a phone.
Then just install Skype. Just do it.