Two years ago, I got a call.
Two years ago, you didn't answer your phone.
Two years ago, I called Louis to dispel a vicious rumor.
Two years ago, my heart sank when I heard him on the other line with the police.
Two years ago, and it still doesn't feel true sometimes.
Two years ago, we were all invincible.
Two years ago, a lot of things didn't seem so petty.
Two years ago, ordering an apple martini didn't conjure up memories.
Two years ago, I thought I knew what unfair was.
Two years ago, was the last time this day would ever just be the 1st of June.
Cheers, Robert.
Two years ago, you didn't answer your phone.
Two years ago, I called Louis to dispel a vicious rumor.
Two years ago, my heart sank when I heard him on the other line with the police.
Two years ago, and it still doesn't feel true sometimes.
Two years ago, we were all invincible.
Two years ago, a lot of things didn't seem so petty.
Two years ago, ordering an apple martini didn't conjure up memories.
Two years ago, I thought I knew what unfair was.
Two years ago, was the last time this day would ever just be the 1st of June.
Cheers, Robert.
Mood: 
pensive
pensiveListening to: Vitamin C - Graduation (Friends Forever)
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