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Surrounded by Sunflowers

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Surrounded by Sunflowers April 25, 2011 Wishes Though its all over and long past gone, somehow  I still think of you as mine. Or rather that you should have been mine. I'll be honest, I could be feeling this just because I'm not with anyone at the moment and the friends-with-benefits thing was rather crap, but somehow when I look at your pictures I still feel that you and I belonged together. That you were mine. Your eyes were mine to look deep into and your nose was mine to kiss on cold nippy mornings. It was ours. But even then, I know that I don't ever want you back, now that we are so broken. On extreme Bridget Jones-y days I feel that I would never be with you even if  you and I were the last people on earth. (If you were the last man on earth, I would gladly turn gay.) But even then, the feeling persists much like all this now-useless knowledge of you.  But would I go back in time and do it all over again? Though I know the rational answer to this question would be a big ...

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