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you’re leaving. what am i supposed to say. how i’m different. how you’re different. how you make my days brighter and all the bad seem not so bad. how your face on my screen makes me smile like a kid in a candy store. how i’m going to miss that sarcastic, look at all my mail because you’re nosey, steal my blue candy, there when i’m crying my eyes out, person. you’re leaving. and i’m proud of you. but my smile is missing you already.
-Allison Ryder