Winter's creeping up on us and it's bringing memories with it.
Good and bad and I want them all back. I never thought I'd see this end.
But I think's it's coming sooner than we both expected. I will always love you, remember that.
What will we do when it's over? I don't want to see you walk away like them...
I'm not sure who I am or what I was, I just want to know who I'll become.
I'm scared to tell you the truth.
I'm scared to look you in the eye.
But I do love you, I promise.
I...promise.
On nights like these, I don't sleep at all.
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Winter makes things hard.
I love how you write. It makes me feel less alone.
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