POSTED YESTERDAY ON OTHER PLATFORMS BUT FORGOT TO POST ON HERE
"I wish I could see you right now. Standing on the alter with that person who's not me, bc you think I'm dead. I hope I can see you smile, happy, recovered and real.
And yet I don't.
I don't want you to recover from me. I want you to cry over me, so I know what you felt for me, what you feel for me is real. That everything wasn't for nothing. I want to see you happy with me, not someone else. And yet I don't want you to drown in your tears over me. I know I hurt you, I know I broke you and betrayed you.
And I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.
It's better like this. It's better if we are not together.
If we were, we would have to live in danger for the rest of our life's.
Cry over my death, try to avoid it to make the pain less, but don't ever forget this:
My love for you was the only real thing, I'm sorry I never showed it you in a way you deserve
- the unsend letter of your first lover that never was your lover
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