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Updated 8 years ago,August 2, 2017
I hate that I am writing this.
I hate that I am even taking the time to write this when you dont deserve it.
Idodeserve to write this and then throw the paper away like a crumbled bad idea.
Because ultimately, thats what it was: a bad idea.
Because although my heart can heal, my time I can never get back.
In a way you robbed me.
Averie Woodard
So I thoughthe would doand Ive let myself believe that I loved you.
But that was not love, that was plain loneliness.
I regret the fact that I gave you my heart.
I regret the fact that I gave you my time.
I wonder why I let you get so close to me.
Although I regret everything about you, I still want to thank you.
Now, I will not only be more careful but I will also stop being blinded by loneliness.
So, to the boy who broke my heart, thank you!
