Silence is a deadly weapon to the heart.
I thought I was getting along just fine, I thought I could do this.
I can't. I miss you.
writing makes it worse, but I can't stop writing, I can't stop trying to release this overwhelming of emotions inside me.
I loved you.
I thought I finally had it right, I made a mistake.
You made mistakes, I forgave.
Why can't you do the same?
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