It’s been a few months but when I think about what you did, my tear ducts still attempt to betray me. Losing you hurt more than any boy I’ve lost in the past.
I knew something wasn’t right when you didn’t call me back that day.
I let us move forward with planning a wedding, and I let you convince me that all my doubts were normal.
You made me feel like I was a part of your family.
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Sometimes though, losing a friend is hard. Sometimes it’s filled with heartbreak like your worst break up.
You were in her place six months ago. You know you could save her. You listen to her crying on the phone, as you wait patiently in silence. You listen to her panicked breathing, her questions.
You might think this is weird, for me to write you this letter before I even know who you are.
I tried to stay away knowing that getting caught in your gravity would be the end of me.