I miss you. So much. There are so many times I wish I would just pick up the phone and give you a call. Send a goodnight text like I had done every night when we were together. But I know, it’ll all be for nothing.
I am so wishing that you’ll find someone else, especially since you’ve started school, well then you could have what you didn’t have with me. That piece of guilt will be gone then, the guilt I have for taking away the year where you could’ve been happy with someone else.
Am I in denial? Yeah. Cause a part of me wishes you’d find the girl after I forget you so it wouldn’t feel like daggers in my heart you know.
I miss everything
Gosh I wish I knew how you got over us so fast. I really wish I know. I know you will never read this, I really wish you did, so that I can apologize for being such a horrible partner for you to have had. I really am sorry.
I have a concrete reason for letting us go. A reason I don’t think you have in mind, definitely, so I just want to know, what’s your reason.
I always fall harder.
I’m doing okay trying to forget everything, keeping myself busy and whatnot. Then what happens? I see one shop and I remember you. I hear a song and I remember you. I hear someone laugh and I remember you. The way you sound like when you’re having a flu (never told you this, or anyone for that matter but you make this sound when you’re having a cold), the way you say no. Little little things that don’t even matter, suddenly ring the loudest bells.
I know the reason why you can move on and I can’t is that I hold on too much to the past. I keep the things, the messages the chats. I can’t erase them, not now.
I seem okay. I think I am okay. Not fully, nope not fully.
Why did you give me the message bout ‘love means never having to say sorry’? I want to know what you meant.
I am happy for you. really i am.
I can do this.
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