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I keep remembering slices of our life from before things got bad. Even back then I saw the cracks, I just thought that either we could overcome them or I could continue to pretend they were fine. I resent you. I’m sure you resent me. But I keep thinking about the time when we were everything to each other.
Do you remember when you told me I didn’t have to chase or fight to fix it, that you’d always be there? I didn’t believe you. I really wanted to believe you. I taped that letter to the door of your room hoping that writing what I couldn’t say could bring us back in time to when things between us were good and the future was a thing we shared.
I miss you a lot. We both blocked each other everywhere we could except for pinterest for some reason. I won’t be the one to break no contact, but every day I wish you would, despite how things ended. I’m hollow and empty inside and it’s not just because of what happened between us, I’m sure you know that.
I’ve stopped having those nightmares where we make up and we’re friends again.
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