I was going to text you and say I missed you but then I realized that I no longer did miss YOU. I missed the memories of you, but not you. I would have dropped everything and given you the world if you had asked and you struggled to even text me back and after all of those months of drowning in my own sadness, I finally realized that it wasn't my loss, it was your loss. You lost someone who would run across the world just to ensure your safety. You missed out on me and I am not going to text you because I wasted my love on you when I should have been loving myself.

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Recovery
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