ent tale, which I could not accept because the fact of seeing it killed me inside.
I have not seen him, but I was forced to write a letter to explain at least because I left without telling the least. I explained that I had loved for years, that was a synonym for perfection but sometimes in life people are crossing special inexplicably not even know where they come and steal your heart. I told him that he was not with another, but knew someone who was made for me, although it was not mine, and could not return to tell her that I wanted as long as that person existed.
I ended the letter with a sad "sorry" because I know more than anyone how much he loves me, but I also know that the lies out of my mouth are still coming out.
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