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It’s perfect out tonight.

And yet I still wish you were here.

I hope it’s perfect wherever you are too.

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This is when I miss you the most. When the rain pelts against the windows and the leaves. When I’m lounging around and I go to pack a bowl. When trashy reality television comes on. Whenever the clock hits 4:20. When I realize that no matter what I’m doing, I wish you were there beside me.

When it gets to quiet. And all of a sudden, I miss you.

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