Take me with you when you go, you didn’t say it but I could hear it. The last day of August is always bittersweet. Tears welled up and when they finally fell they were caught on my shirt. You were trying to be strong that day I said goodbye. Distance doesn’t make the heart grow fonder; it just lets it die alone.
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