It all happened so fast.

The rise and fall.

The thrill of it all.

Life seemed to know we needed to awaken into the reality around us,

or at least I did.

That is how it always seemed to go anyways.

I was always caring more about things.

Loving more,

Fixing more,

Crying more,

Growing more.

So much more.

You seemed to single handedly know how to make me feel like I was both on top of the world and also six feet below it.

I learned to do exactly the same


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