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I use to love him...
May. 22nd, 2009 12:37 amI use to love him, when I think back on it I truly did everything about him spoke to me. He had a way of making things better by just showing up and being there. I could tell him anything nothing was off limits he never had a problem telling or showing me how he felt. I use to love our inside jokes in the weirdest situations all we had to do was look at each other and we would laugh no one was more in tune with me. I use to love waking up to him wrapped around me. I was never more in love with a person and I was never more in pain. I use to love him, I use to.
