7: Heartache

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Let me love you.
I'm sorry for playing hard to get at the bar.
I wish I kissed you on new year's countdown.
I wanted to take you to your favorite beach, your favorite amusement park, win you a teddy bear.
Now I recognize the smile you used to have when you were around me.
The same smile you have with your new partner.
I want him gone, but then the part of me you loved would be gone too.
It's too late now.
I regret not loving you then.

Happy wedding,

from your childhood friend.

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