"Sometimes, the memories are all I have, and they both comfort and torment me."
Text 5
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Hey Kieran,
I can't stop thinking about seeing you and her on our bench today. It brought back a flood of memories I've been trying so hard to keep at bay. Do you remember that day we sat there, just the two of us, and you told me you'd always be there for me, no matter what? You said that bench was our special place, where nothing and no one could come between us.
Now, every time I see you with her, it feels like those promises were empty, like our moments meant nothing. I know I shouldn't, but I keep replaying that day in my head. The way you looked at me, the way you smiled. It all felt so real, so unbreakable.
This is affecting every part of my life. My mom yelled at me last night for not doing my homework again. She doesn't understand why my grades are dropping, why I'm not the same person I was a few months ago. I tried to tell her, but how do I explain that my heart feels like it's been shattered into a million pieces? How do I tell her that every time I see you, it's like another piece crumbles away?
Please, Kieran. I'm begging you. I need to talk to you, to understand why this is happening. I can't keep drowning in this pain without any closure. Just give me a chance to talk, for the sake of everything we once shared.
Sent : 12.09.2022
2:45 a.m.
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