I tend to have these beautiful dreams. Dreams of you being around. Somehow we always run into eachother. In my dreams you never left but then I wake and you are gone. Your face is etched in my brain, your laughter is in my heart. I miss you being around. Then I think the dreams are for a reason. Its your way to show me that you are always with me. You became one of my best friends and I will always love you. I will always miss you but I know you will come visit me in my dreams every now and again.
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