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It's okay. He will get over me. And I will find someone who is right for me.

Do I miss him? Everyday.

I'm not allowed to be hurt. He was the one that was in love. And yet I need someone to understand that I am hurt. I wanted to love him. I am hurt over the love that was never there. The love that was merely an illusion created by myself.

I caused the harm. I should have been the one to come off worse. I suppose in some respects I was.

But at the end of the day, I was hurt. I wasn't heartbroken.

Do i regret it? Completely and utterly.

We loved each other. But our loves were different. I loved him for who he was, for his personality, for his jokes. I loved to talk to him, but that was it. But he loved me in the conventional sense, where your whole heart is invested in this one person. He loved so much that his whole heart could be shattered by the rejection of the person he loved. I was that person.

We loved. At least I think we did.

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He said he would see us again. But they way he said goodbye. there was a finality in it. The way he said goodbye told me I would never see him again.

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You asked me What he had that you didn’t. The answer was nothing. He didn’t have anything you didn’t have, but rather you had something that he didn’t. A heart, with love bursting at the seams. A true love. A love that wouldn’t cheat, or hurt me. A loyal heart. I couldn’t, and I wouldn’t ruin that for you. That’s why I went with him, and that’s why you came back to me, with tears brimming in your eyes, and a heart that hurt. I told you the truth, I fucked with him. I needed someone to hold me. Someone to fuck me whenever and wherever. and someone who would lie to me. I needed someone who I couldn’t hurt, because I knew they would hurt me first. But that’s just the thing you see, your tears will fall. And your heart will hurt. But eventually, your tears will dry up, and your hurting heart will find its remedy. I couldn’t break your heart, for a broken heart never mends.

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but he had enough passion to drown the very being's of us. And yet this passion was his undoing. we ridiculed him. I wasn't 'normal' in the eyes of society and we are the reason he is merely a ghost of who he was. We turned him into another identical 'individual'.

You don't know who I am, but neither do I. And that's okay at the moment.

We love this sick idea of romance behind pain and suffering, just to make us feel a little bit better. We delude ourselves that it is romantic, beautiful, and glorious and it shows that we are strong. But that's not true. What makes us strong, isn't suffering. It's looking past the suffering, and looking at the sky and taking a deep breath of fresh air, and loving yourself and the world even when you feel no one else does.

and when it feels like the world is falling to pieces around you. It's okay.

And I sat there. And I wondered what life would have been like with you. And I wondered about all my "what if's" and "could have's". but that's okay. It's alright to mourn for the things you never had a little. It's alright to cry for the love that you lost. and it's alright for time to slip out of your grasp as you mourn. However you mustn't do this all the time. you must have breaks. And eventually these breaks will become longer. you will relapse sometimes, because I can't tell you one person who doesn't. but you will be okay. and one day you will forget.

Did I try to be too noble being willing to break for us, but breaking us both in the process.

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