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It's all over. I knew this was going to happen, I knew that I wouldn't be able to go and see our memories anymore and I knew that I would never talk to you, but still...it..it hurts. And I miss you. I have someone new now, and I love them. But I miss you. And I want you to come back. Every little thing reminds me of you and it's hurting my soul but I know it was for your own good. And you deserve better than what I gave you, and you deserve to go out and live your own life and be successful. But I was hoping maybe you'd stay with me. It was selfish of me, I'm sure it was. But I loved you. I really loved you, so much, and you left me all alone. And it's not the same since you've been gone. I keep coming up with new ideas for us and it makes me cry sometimes because they're worthless. They're as worthless as I was. And I'm sorry. I will never know if you loved me the way I loved you, but I don't think you did. I think it was different for you. I'm not really even sure if we were friends, but I did love you. With all my heart, and...I never got an explanation. I never got a reason, and I never got a goodbye. You just...left. And I waited, like an idiot, like the fool I was. I waited for you. But you didn't come back. You're not coming back. I know you did it for you, but...I wasn't worth a risk? I wasn't good enough for you to even chance yourself on? Maybe it was my fault, and that's why. Maybe it wasn't, and you just never loved me like I loved you. And this paragraph? Useless. Pointless. I guess it's my final goodbye. You're not going to read it, though. You'll never even know it existed. Soon enough, you probably won't know I existed. But I did. And I loved you so much. I told you, before you left. I tried to make it clear. You deserved to know, since we had known each other so long. I think that made it worse. It was just over a year. A year we had been together, and you left like it was nothing. I don't think I should be mad at you. But I am, because you hurt me. Badly. And I'm glad you won't see this, you don't need to know how I feel. I don't want you to know, you shouldn't have to worry about it. But sometimes I do cry. Sometimes I remember. Sometimes I see something that reminds me of you and I sob like a little bitch and sometimes I dream about you. I wish I didn't have to remember, though. I wish you were still here. It's like you died. The last thing you ever did was kiss me, and now I'll never see you again. I don't blame you. I know it isn't your fault. But I love you. I always loved you. Maybe I always will. I still have the messages in my phone, and I still read them. Maybe I'll delete them one day. I probably won't. But the point is...I love you. I miss you. You meant a lot to me, and I will love you for a very long time. And I'm sorry. For everything.

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It's all over. I knew this was going to happen, I knew that I wouldn't be able to go and see our memories anymore and I knew that I would never talk to you, but still...it..it hurts. And I miss you. I have someone new now, and I love them. But I miss you. And I want you to come back. Every little thing reminds me of you and it's hurting my soul but I know it was for your own good. And you deserve better than what I gave you, and you deserve to go out and live your own life and be successful. But I was hoping maybe you'd stay with me. It was selfish of me, I'm sure it was. But I loved you. I really loved you, so much, and you left me all alone. And it's not the same since you've been gone. I keep coming up with new ideas for us and it makes me cry sometimes because they're worthless. They're as worthless as I was. And I'm sorry. I will never know if you loved me the way I loved you, but I don't think you did. I think it was different for you. I'm not really even sure if we were friends, but I did love you. With all my heart, and...I never got an explanation. I never got a reason, and I never got a goodbye. You just...left. And I waited, like an idiot, like the fool I was. I waited for you. But you didn't come back. You're not coming back. I know you did it for you, but...I wasn't worth a risk? I wasn't good enough for you to even chance yourself on? Maybe it was my fault, and that's why. Maybe it wasn't, and you just never loved me like I loved you. And this paragraph? Useless. Pointless. I guess it's my final goodbye. You're not going to read it, though. You'll never even know it existed. Soon enough, you probably won't know I existed. But I did. And I loved you so much. I told you, before you left. I tried to make it clear. You deserved to know, since we had known each other so long. I think that made it worse. It was just over a year. A year we had been together, and you left like it was nothing. I don't think I should be mad at you. But I am, because you hurt me. Badly. And I'm glad you won't see this, you don't need to know how I feel. I don't want you to know, you shouldn't have to worry about it. But sometimes I do cry. Sometimes I remember. Sometimes I see something that reminds me of you and I sob like a little bitch and sometimes I dream about you. I wish I didn't have to remember, though. I wish you were still here. It's like you died. The last thing you ever did was kiss me, and now I'll never see you again. I don't blame you. I know it isn't your fault. But I love you. I always loved you. Maybe I always will. I still have the messages in my phone, and I still read them. Maybe I'll delete them one day. I probably won't. But the point is...I love you. I miss you. You meant a lot to me, and I will love you for a very long time. And I'm sorry. For everything.