Olivia
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I have some really good memories of me cuddling with you on the couch, you kissing me before leaving for work, your little smiles, “wow”, your falling sleep sitting up.
How could we have let that go?
I am coming to the acceptance again that maybe you didn’t want it like I did or maybe you couldn’t stay. Maybe I was too messy. Idk. But it hurts to have these memories and not have anywhere to put them. I started writing some out. Originally I thought—what a great romance novel! But then I thought that was stupid and writing can just be therapeutic.
I’m waiting for your replies. I want to give you time. I don’t want to make you feel trapped. I just want you in my life.
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