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You had nothing to lose by telling me the truth. You’d seen my flaws, my fears and insecurities, my joys and hopes, I let you in, and either you couldn’t or wouldn’t do the same. You still chose to lie, thinking it would somehow be easier than telling the truth, when the truth would have hurt less, when the truth could have repaired rather than create a rift. I guess you never wanted me around in the first place, and Im the fool for believing anything was real. I know a part of you wishes that I hated you, I know that feeling, it would make this parting easier. But I still love you. And my final act of love to you will be a shut door, because my patience and understanding made you comfortable in your patterns. I wish you wanted to grow with me. Hopefully this pain will fade, it makes me sick now.
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