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Tonight, I lay here in bed, in a house full of people and all I can think about is you. Maybe it’s the 3 glasses of wine speaking. Maybe it’s the meaning behind this weekend. But all I can think of is you. I miss you. And you don’t even deserve that. You hurt me so badly.
I miss who you were before it all went wrong. You felt like my missing puzzle piece. Who I was searching for. But I was so wrong.
In the silence, I still think of you. Hell, even in the chaos. I hope you’re doing okay. I wish things didn’t have to be like this. I love you forever.
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