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there's a slight pink stain

on an old white shirt

and it's wierd how things like that

can make you think

or bring back memories

like the time we spilled the beer

and just threw the towel over it and left

or the time we sat in the car waiting

cuz we didn't know if anyone was home

sometimes i wonder how i can hate you so much

when you were my best friend

but then i think about what you did to me

and realize that i dont hate you...

it was you who hated me

and all this time i either missed it

or it didn't show up til that day

i dont know i guess it is probably my fault

but i can't throw away my memories

it's just not that easy

so please dont ask me to