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Speechless.
You would always leave me speechless.
I would walk away from seeing you with giddiness and excitement for what the future held for us.
Together we could have conquered the world.
I can’t express how in words how much I miss the two of us. Late-night texting, never running out of things to talk about, our secrets, our inside jokes-
When I met you I felt free. Like I could do anything. You gave me security with adventure. But most importantly,
You made me feel special. By choosing me, the debate geek when you were like royalty at our school. You could have had anyone.
I was so naïve. It took me months to realize what was happening.
You pushed me off a cliff. The further I fell, the higher the cliff grew until you controlled every single piece of
Me. You changed me into someone disgusting, someone I never wish I knew, someone I never wanted to become.
But no matter how much I was hurting, I kept my mouth shut.
Because I needed someone.
One day, I couldn’t take it anymore and I said something. Just like that, you ditched me.
And now here you are, weeks later, asking for forgiveness.
I guess you couldn’t find anyone else.
Right now, I’m all alone. I’ve gone back to the nerd studying in the library. In fact it’s been weeks since I’ve had a real conversation about something real with someone that isn’t my dog.
I’ve never seen you look so in need when you asked, “Take me back?”
I didn’t have to think for a second. “No.”
You turned you’re back and walked away. We haven’t spoken since.
My best friend.
Gone.
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