You were not in love with me, not really.
You just loved the way I always made you feel.
Like you were the center of my world.
Because you were.
I would have done anything for you.
Anything.
It's funny how life works like that. And when I say "funny" what I really mean is "sad."
Somedays I wonder if you miss me. Then other days I wonder why I'm still wondering. Because what's left unsaid between us says it all.
9:39 p.m. - 2015-03-19
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