"I see only the good, selective memory."
That doesn't work. I've tried it, it doesn't work for me. It's what I tried to do with us, but because I made myself ignore the things that bothered me I ended up repressing it all until it just exploded and I could no longer stand to be around you. If I had let myself express how I actually felt..if you had expressed how you felt..maybe thugs could've gone differently..but it's too late now, and I'm still trying to deal with that. The mistake was made and I've learned from it, I hope you have too.
-missing you xx
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Thoughts I'll never share with you
Short StoryThe thoughts of a sad person struggling to deal with the loss of one of their most valued friendships. Written in the form of notes to said person.
