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By Bridget O Date: 2002 Jun 23 Comment on this Work [[2002.06.23.06.58.1931]] |
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"I couldn't sleep at all that night. I think too much" i said, not knowing it would start a conversation "About what?" he asked "Everything" was the best i could get out. "Like what?" why did he want to know? "I don't know like everybody i know and just stuff. Lol and i remember things at night. My memory is better" i should have said i think about you until i can't hold my eyes open anymore. "Me too, like if i forget what i was gonna say, I'll remember it at night" i wonder if he's ever forgotten what he was going to say to me? "I remember little stuff and that goes to big stuff. And then i just think about people" "Ok Do you ever think about me?" he wondered "Yes" (only every five seconds at least.) "Hahahahaha What's there to think about me?" (oh god if you only knew...) "I don't know stuff, everything, you! There's something to think about everyone" |