mind map

i think of you in the most random moments

like when i wrap my tacos, because you taught me how that one time in my sketchy basement suite when i moved out after high school

i don’t think you think of me

i think that’s fair

i just want you to know that i think about you sometimes, that’s all

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i write lame poems that no one really reads

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