MAGASIN

I was browsing through the pages of my stack of magazines when I chanced upon YOUR PICTURE. You looked so cute, so innocent... but I know better than to equate you with INNOCENCE. You're far from it. I remember how we became friends and it still makes me smile. How we first talked, how we first met. It was a chain of bizarre situations and we got caught up, involuntarily.

I should've said yes when you asked me to stay. Now, all I have are impersonal pictures of you smiling for the camera, for the people who barely know you. I've always known you were cute, but when you used to smile for me... you were definitely at your cutest.

Yeah, you were an ASS. But I think I loved you.

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