Sir Chris,
It is but true that I have gotten rid of all the diaries, all the notes, all the supposed-to-be love letters for you and all my plans of walking towards you to introduce myself. However, this blog, I do not want to delete. Not just yet. (do forgive me) I am still waiting for something.
It must be that I have forgotten about you; but no, I tell you, that that is not it.
I have forgotten, true in a sense. How?
YOU ALREADY KNOW ME.
It must be.
~Cherry
It must be that I have forgotten about you; but no, I tell you, that that is not it.
I have forgotten, true in a sense. How?
YOU ALREADY KNOW ME.
It must be.
~Cherry
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