As I remember my happy times, I long for them back.

Me just a whisper of your past, but you are still screaming in my ear.

I still laugh at our walks together, our childish conversations.

Do you ever think about me or am I already out of your head?

We laughed side by side, were happy together as friends.

Do you blame me for my mistakes, or do you wish for us back as well?

Maybe I'm hoping for too much, but I so desperately want us to be normal again.

I wonder if you want the same, or if you have already moved on.

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