My heart still aches, but I’d like to think that I will be alright. I like to pretend there won’t be a night spent staring into the darkness, wondering why I was not good enough or why I can’t forget you. I like to pretend that you haven’t made me feel so disposable, so forgettable, but the…
Getting away from responsibilities and life for the past 24 hours was great, especially spending them with you. Thanks for putting up with me for so long.

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