"Sometimes I wish I could erase the memories, but they’re all I have left of him."
Text 11
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Hey Kieran,
I saw you at school today, wearing that red shirt. The same one you wore when we spent that day together, remember? The day you told me about your sister and how that shirt was her last gift to you. We cried together while eating ice cream, sharing stories and comforting each other. It was such a raw, emotional moment, and I felt so close to you.
But today, seeing you in that shirt, smiling and laughing with her, it broke me. Does that mean you're happier with her around? Am I just a memory now, a past you’ve moved on from?
It hurts, Kieran. It hurts so much to see you sharing your happiness with someone else, when I still carry the weight of our memories. I don’t know how to deal with this, how to watch you from afar, knowing that the moments we shared are now just echoes in my heart.
I wish I could understand. I wish I could move on as easily as you seem to have. But for now, all I can do is try to hold myself together, piece by piece, while everything around me feels like it’s falling apart.
I still hope we have a chance as friends. I still hope you can get back to me. This hurts.
With care,
Maeve
Sent : 19.09.2022
3:45 p.m.
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