We would have been perfect for each other. At least that’s what I thought at that time. How naive of me, to not have seen your flaws and fallen for you so hard that it’s so difficult to remember a time when I wasn’t in love with you. Even when I want so hard to move on now, when I know that you never ever think about me, never did and never will. In different circumstances maybe we could have just been really good friends, but not in this life. I can’t bear to hold on anymore, but I don’t know any other way.
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