Dear Ethan,
I saw you yesterday by the corner of Winsor Street. I saw you brush her hair off her face before you leaned in and kiss her. I wonder if you remember when it was me in your arms, you brushing my hair off my face and leaning in and kissing me on my lips...
Amelie.
Friday, 29 September 2006
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