Make me think
Of you.
I don't really
Know why.
Because it barely
Rains
In Nevada.
I'm trying
So hard
To wrap
My mind
Around
The fact
That I may never
Speak to you.
Again.
I try not to get sad,
Be optimistic,
You know....
I tell myself
That
You've done this
Before,
And
That you'll call me.
But
We both have gone
Through
A lot
And changed.
I just hope
We haven't chaged
Too much.
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