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nevaehlovee
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Dear REDACTED, I use to dream about spending a lifetime with you I know I should hate you believe me I have tried but anytime I think of you my stomach is still filled with butterflies.

Dear redacted

Dear REDACTED,

I use to dream about spending a lifetime with you I know I should hate you believe me I have tried but anytime I think of you my stomach is still filled with butterflies.

It's like no matter what I do you're always the reason. Any emotion I feel is because of you and while I'm sure I will never find love or happiness I still learned a lot.

I want feelings are not always reciprocated and that's all right,

I want people are selfish, I learned love is not a fairytale and I am not a princess and you're not a princess here to sweep me off my feet.

I still dream about you and how happy we could've been even as friends, but I ruined it. At least you made me believe I ruined it.

Everyday I wish I could go back in time and change my feelings for you but what's done is done.

Maybe I will see you again when we are older and you will have a family And I can tell you how you made me stop believing in love. How are you just wanted you to hold me.

I would've done anything for you, I still would do anything for you all you have to do is say the word. I just need you in my life. Maybe I will tell you about how much I cried over you.

Or how about we play our conversations over and over again in my head. How are your cologne alone can make me melt, I was addicted to you, and now it seems I can't get over you.

Every fiber in my being wants to move on, I mean we didn't even date.

But I'm still not over you and the way you tilted your head when you laugh,And how we walk to lunch together, how do you project your life in a tiny room to make sure everybody heard you,

how do you tease me for being short, and how your eyes are the perfect shade of brown it made me smile and make eye contact.

Are used to pretend to look at the clock just to stare at you, and at the end of class he would pack up slowly to wait for me.

More than anything I will miss your smile that would always make me laugh, no matter how bad the day when you talk to me and made everything worth it.

You're the only person I can say I truly love. But of course I will meet size our memories, and left out the trauma that you gave me.

How every compliment was two-sided, how you asked for a part to me that I wasn't ready to give, and when I didn't give them you said our friendship couldn't continue.

Little did I know that three weeks later you and send an image that will turn my heart to Stone, that would take a little bit of innocence I had left and Bury it in front of me,

then make me apologize for its death, as if it was my fault, like I was asking for it, you told everyone that I was asking for it.

That I started the flirting, but I knew what I was doing well I laughed at your jokes, because like everyone knows a girl and a boy could never be just friends.

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