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Like I Do
We grew up together. We grew up loving each other. That's what I remember of my childhood. I never spent a day without him, smiling with him, learning new things with him and just being able to be close to him. We both changed but our feelings never did. He became rebellious and anarchich while I became passive and shy. It was almost like we were the other halves of each other, completed when we held hands.
But then he had to move. He had to do something rebellious and anarchich to stay with me, so he stole a car and tried to run away with me.
It doesn't matter to me that he was stupid. It didn't matter to me that he was a criminal. I'd love him no matter what but then he didn't call after he was released from juvie or after he moved to San Francisco.
He didn't call inbetween the two years leading up to now. When we all know he's coming back. After I'd have time to move on from him he jumps right back into the town he's always hated.
What he wants, I don't know, but keeping it from him could go both ways.
But then he had to move. He had to do something rebellious and anarchich to stay with me, so he stole a car and tried to run away with me.
It doesn't matter to me that he was stupid. It didn't matter to me that he was a criminal. I'd love him no matter what but then he didn't call after he was released from juvie or after he moved to San Francisco.
He didn't call inbetween the two years leading up to now. When we all know he's coming back. After I'd have time to move on from him he jumps right back into the town he's always hated.
What he wants, I don't know, but keeping it from him could go both ways.