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Oh, I wish it was July. The days that the warm sun would brush our cheeks, the grass would tickle our toes, and the days I realized you. July 23. That's the day that I noticed my annoying best friend would soon be my boyfriend.
I look across the room and he is all by himself, my boyfriend that is. I glance down the hall and he's alone. I pass him in the halls, walking with all my friends while he, by himself walks. I never join him. He should be alone if he doesn't have the courage to come to me, his girlfriend. He deserves to be by himself.
I'm late. Always. I set alarms, have check in's, but i'm still always late. People say that it's better late than sorry, but i don't believe that. Being late is sorry. Ever heard of fashionably late? Yeah I created that.
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