Listen well my friend... ...Or at least I think you are.... I don't know why I called him. No I know why. Fuck that, I'm lying. I know exactly why I called him. Because I'm forgetting the sound of his voice. Because I'm forgetting the minute details of his face. Because I'm forgetting the feeling of his skin, because I miss him.
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