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The worst form of heartbreak comes from people you never expected it from.

When the girl you called one of your closest friends turns into a stranger.

We both played our parts in this story, I know. But you did the unfathomable. You stabbed me where you KNEW   it would hurt me the most. 

A friend turned into the enemy. You stole from me like a thief in the night—the world's best and most precise cat burglar. 

You took something from me that I can never regain; my love and trust are taken for granted.

Someone who loved me would never have done what you did to   

I try to grow and move past it, but some nights it haunts me. 

I can always forgive you, but I will NEVER forget...

At the end of it all, I don't wish you hell. I pray you never feel the way you made me feel.

I pray we someday can both heal.


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