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I miss you and I’m still in denial I think.
In denial that we aren’t together.
Even that doesn’t feel true to write.
I’m not in denial, I know that we aren’t together, that’s made real literally every day when I think about you and I’m reminded of this reality.
I guess what I’m getting at is I just don’t want to move on.
There isn’t another person in this world that I will ever love like I loved you.
There isn’t another person on this earth that will ever love me to the degree that you did.
There does not exist a soul out there in the world that will treat me the way you did or help me in the way you did. Why? Because you are unique and there is no one else like you and I am in love with you.
I love you. I literally still do and I hate it.
I hate that I still love you because I have so much love to give and nowhere to properly put it.
I suppose I can put it inside of myself, but it’s not the same.
I want to love someone… and not just anyone, but you.
I want to love you again.
I want you back in my life and I want to be back in yours and I want to say I’m sorry for the hatred I have placed on you.
Saying sorry isn’t going to change things, but I just wish it would.
-anonymous-
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