How To Not Say “I Miss You”

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Sometimes it’s impossible to remember the bad things. You remember things like when they carried your bags out of Duane Reade for you even though you only bought some Tostitos and a toothbrush, as if your frail lady hands would crumble under the weight of the corn chips. You remember when they told you that you were the most beautiful creature they’d ever seen, even prettier in person than your pictures. You can still feel their fingers brushing your hair away from your face when it was blowing in the wind.

You start to relate to Taylor Swift lyrics because losing him was blue like you’ve never known and remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes, and forgetting him is like trying to know somebody you’ve never met, and then you have to deal with the fact that Taylor Swift is essentially the most accurate representation of your life at…

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