Yesterday was my birthday, (which you didn’t even acknowledge.) I turned 19, the same age you were when we “dated” I was 15. I couldn’t imagine something like that even now. I loved you. I was heartbroken when called it off ,probably because you knew you’d get caught, I loved even after that. Silently hoping maybe one day we could try again. But it’s over now, I don’t even love you anymore, and I’m debating even staying friends.
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