March 28th marks 365 days since we ended it. Since I’ve seen you. It hasn’t gotten easier for me. Even though I hope it does, it may never get easier.
I was so in love, even after the hurt. And I fought against my own best judgment and stayed even when I knew I shouldn’t, but I truly loved you. I always told you, no one would compare, and no one has. At some point we lost ourselves and became beyond toxic for one another, insecurities got the best of us. I still miss you. I still miss what could have been.
I wish I could have been there when Ash passed away. I miss him too.
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