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Ashes on my drawer, not sure,

if always remembering her is really a cure,

the last time i'm asking you to just exist,

quit being silent and behaving like this,

maybe i extremely miss last Summer,

all the good lessons i learned from her,

but that doesn't mean i want a complete cleanse,

i still want to be friends,

in the blink of an eye 6 thoughts have occurred,

taken my mind, and left it all stirred,

don't be absurd, i only miss you cause,

only with you did i see no flaws,

of all the jaws you dropped mine must seem,

too good to be true so you label it a dream,

but even without speaking the feeling won't weaken,

only the thought of you will wither and cheapen.