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It's been a long while, without you my friend

And I'll tell you all about it

If I'll ever hear from you again

There goes my June.....

I had high hopes for June. I was looking forward to ending the anticipation and finally getting the chance to look him in the eye, see him smile and hear him laugh. I'll finally see how patient or impatient he will be when I'm being silly and have him him sit in a table with my Dad and siblings.

I had high hopes for June. Even when things weren't very good,  I hoped he would remember and set aside everything (disappointment, hurt, pain, frustration) and tell me he was glad that he met me a year ago. In my wildest imagination, he was knocking at my door and would say he loves me even when I'm at my worst. He would take a chance, ignore all stops and would just go because he loves me. But really, a text message would have been enough.

I know better now than to have high hopes for June. 

There goes my June.....

There goes my love.....