We lived together for three weeks, you left this afternoon, and now I miss you more than I can describe. You need to come back so we can make more pasta and pick more flowers and walk all day and sing fanatically down the sidewalk as we realize we know a lot of the same songs. I love you, and I can't wait for you to come back home. —Damn Birds

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