I saw a bike without brakes. I thought of you. I couldn't tell you though. Today's ok but I miss you.
I talked about us last night. I explained it all again to a friend of mine. How you had been going downhill for a while. How I didn't think we would break up but that's what you had to do. How sometimes I wonder if I'm doing the right thing, not being there for you. Will I find someone better for me?
Sunday, May 5
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