I miss you, best friend.

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"I learned that people leave. Even if they have promised a thousand times that they won't." -poems porn.

Im sick of saying sorry, of admitting all my faults when you stand there and just watch me.
Im tired to apologising for things I didn't do-did.
It's like a routine for me- to apologise for everything. For not being good enough to you, for being a burden to you, for being a terrible person/friend.
Sometimes it really hurts for me to say sorry.
And so this sometimes instead of saying sorry so i said goodbye.