love notes

these are things that I could not tell you;
things that remind me of you when I want nothing more than to forget;
things that have gone wrong;
things that have gone right;
things that will never happen;
things that are your fault,
my fault,
the faults of no one;
these are things that we did not do and will not let go of

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~ Saturday, November 7 ~

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It’s unfair that I don’t get to hate Hey There Delilah because it’s stupid or overplayed but rather I have to hate it because that summer I was in New York and telling you how every girl wanted her boyfriend to call her and sing it and how none of them would because that’s STUPID and how you learned the song and called me and played it and then you said “Oh, no. No, no.”

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