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matt,

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matt,

every night before i go to bed, i think about you.

i try not to, in maybe an attempt to move on, but i can't. every time i close my eyes i remember the night i left. i remember how you looked at me in disbelief and how it hurt me to see you like that.

i'm sorry i left. i know i had to and i thought that you would understand. i feel like everything's my fault. i know i keep saying that as if there's a way to fix it all. i'm sorry. i feel like a total fuck-up who's just wallowing in self pity.

maybe we were destined to fall apart. maybe it was the teenage love that you always reminisce about that holds a happy feeling in your heart. i wouldn't say the events that unfolded were happy, though. i kept saying there was nothing to fix when we were broken. i prayed that we'd stay the same but we just kept making the same mistakes.

you told me you loved me, is that still true? i still love you, i promise.

you'll always be the love of my life when i was young.

love,
etta

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