getting over

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I love you Did you know? I see you every morning  Between my eyelids  Right before I forget  My dreams  You lie next to me Smiling  Into my pillows Pillows I never use
When I realized you had moved on so fast, I realized that the pace was set. I realized when your bright blue eyes never lit up when we saw each other after a few days
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