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happy one year anniversary, old pal.
today you turn nineteen, and i must tell you that i love you and you will always and forever be my best friend. it has been exactly a year today that we have first spoken, and i am surprised at how much has changed. i will sit here and cry because i know that i cannot be with you, but i will smile because i know that you're happy, wherever you are tonight. all in all, i love you. and,
i miss you.
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happy death day, old man.
in nine more weeks it will be the anniversary of the first day i saw you in person, and if you add ten days onto two months in the future, it will be the anniversary of our first drunk dial and the day you finally asked me out and the first day when i day dreamed of calling you up, a year from then and whispering through miles and miles of phone line "happy one year, i love you."
but today is the anniversary of the day you finally died inside of me. going through my filing cabinet and staring at that picture of us lying on your futon and you smiling at me with the biggest grin on your face ignited a fire in the pit of my stomach, but i put it out with my brain a few mintues later. you see, i never loved you like i thought i did. i knew it all this time, but after finding our old scraps it becomes clear to me. and so for our relationship and all our good times and kisses,
i thank you.
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happy desire day, babe.
it's nothing close to a year since i met you or since we first embraced or kissed or lied on that couch wrapped in eachother's arms. but after all of these months of thinking and forgotten 'i still love you's and photographs and messages and phone calls at two am just to hear eachother's voice even if you are yelling and i'm in tears. now you, sir, you were my first love. and i am very happy to say that through all of the shit that happened, i am content and you have already forgotten.
thank you for teaching me that life goes on. because we all know i need that to be burned into my head, right, deary? just know that if you ever want to come back,
i'll take you.
always.
today you turn nineteen, and i must tell you that i love you and you will always and forever be my best friend. it has been exactly a year today that we have first spoken, and i am surprised at how much has changed. i will sit here and cry because i know that i cannot be with you, but i will smile because i know that you're happy, wherever you are tonight. all in all, i love you. and,
i miss you.
-
happy death day, old man.
in nine more weeks it will be the anniversary of the first day i saw you in person, and if you add ten days onto two months in the future, it will be the anniversary of our first drunk dial and the day you finally asked me out and the first day when i day dreamed of calling you up, a year from then and whispering through miles and miles of phone line "happy one year, i love you."
but today is the anniversary of the day you finally died inside of me. going through my filing cabinet and staring at that picture of us lying on your futon and you smiling at me with the biggest grin on your face ignited a fire in the pit of my stomach, but i put it out with my brain a few mintues later. you see, i never loved you like i thought i did. i knew it all this time, but after finding our old scraps it becomes clear to me. and so for our relationship and all our good times and kisses,
i thank you.
-
happy desire day, babe.
it's nothing close to a year since i met you or since we first embraced or kissed or lied on that couch wrapped in eachother's arms. but after all of these months of thinking and forgotten 'i still love you's and photographs and messages and phone calls at two am just to hear eachother's voice even if you are yelling and i'm in tears. now you, sir, you were my first love. and i am very happy to say that through all of the shit that happened, i am content and you have already forgotten.
thank you for teaching me that life goes on. because we all know i need that to be burned into my head, right, deary? just know that if you ever want to come back,
i'll take you.
always.
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Who is this Tyler fellow my good youngin! And why have I never heard of him you loser lol
Oh and i really like this writing
Oh and i really like this writing