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Eventually we broke up everything was becoming toxic but I missed him. I didn't feel whole without him. I felt lost because I didn't know who I was without him either . They always say if u love something set it free and if it's meant to be it'll come back to you and I prayed he would come back to me. He was the only person I ever been in love with truly. He was also all I could think about. I would find myself talking about him constantly and trying to stop myself because I knew he moved on. But I didn't care I missed him so much I missed the other half of my being. But at the same time I feel like we needed space we was too obsessed with each other to the point we kept hurting each other and not wanting to leave each other alone. Sometimes space hurts and it was killing me on the inside. Seeing him with someone else other than me. We always kept in contact tho just in case one of us wanted to text the other. I can't count how many times I typed the message " I miss you" and erased it. But I did. When I did texted him he responded and I was happy it was only me telling him happy birthday but i finally had a reason to text him. Finally we had a conversation and we missed each other so much and was feeling the same way I felt. Knowing he missed me just as much and how things wasn't the same without me in his life made me feel whole again.

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