I still wonder how you're doing. There are times when something awesome, or crappy, happens and you're still the first person I think about telling. But it's fading. I've thought about just waiting to hear from you, but then I figure if that were the case then I'd never hear from you. Why's goodbye so hard to say with you? Why can't I just move on? At least I haven't cried anymore. When did you last cry?
I've been thinking a lot. For me, I feel/think that ever since I broke up with you in September, we've had problems. You couldn't trust me. I couldn't comprehend why since I hadn't really broken anything off except our title. I understand it now. Fear is pretty compelling. The funny thing? I'd take you back in a heartbeat.
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