I’ve forgotten his name

But I’ll always remember how he made me feel

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He was a goofy guy with a too-loud laugh and truly bad hair. But I liked him. We had some great conversations. We weren’t close, but whenever I hung out with him and his roommate, I knew I’d have a good time.

Then I got a phone call late at night. My dad had had a heart attack. I needed to fly home.