Sunday

From the Beginning.

The spot.
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All the apples and weed we went through.
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All the best music.
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All the M&M's in that little dispenser.
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Being high as fuck.
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Watching the sun set in your arms.
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Always holding in all the excitement till I see you.
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Always caught up in the rain.
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That truck of yours.
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Tiny kisses.
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Always trippin' well me at least haha.
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The best Sunday afternoons with you.
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Driving on Grand.
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Those talks...
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I mean it's not just me who see's it.
I know you do too.
We have grown closer and closer to each other.
It's always getting better than how it was before.
We get really, really weak.
Then we gain the strength to pick each other back up.
We were always there for each other.
We never give up...
We have both hurt each other without the intention to.
Then we swallow up our pride because we know it shouldn't matter.
It's always treated as a competition at first but then we realize it's not necessary.
We let each other win in the end.
Because by the time things are settled, it will always turn out the way we believed it would.

Love,
John DeCastro

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