"I wish I was special. You're so fuckin' special. but I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo."
Maybe you would think that I'm crazy or something else. I don't know and I don't care. Because I'm still thinking about you after all this long time. 'Cause you were special for me. You were different than any other person I've ever met. We've instantly vibed with each other. I remember when I first saw you and I was like "Wow, I need to keep that girl." But I couldn't hold you. I couldn't give you the things you needed. You needed a much better partner and I'm honest: You deserve it. You deserve it to be happy even if I'm still sad. Because this could've been us, but maybe not another life, huh?
You should know that I'm still thinking about you.
Cause you're so fucking special.
I wish I was special.
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