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I wish I could ask you why you never told me what you wanted to say, to my face.
But then I would be guilty of judging you for doing the same thing that that I did to you.
You didn’t do anything wrong. I think we both just forgot that we’re so much alike and we both assumed we knew what why each other did the things we did. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe you were wrong too.
We were in our own (and each other’s) heads so much that we forgot that we actually needed to talk too.
No matter what happens, I’ll always be grateful for the way you made me feel. Alive. Understood. Seen. Known. Connected.
For what you showed me. True, magical, other worldly, once in an existence Love.
I’ll always long for what I’ve lost. You.
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