Letter no. 7

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He hates me now.

Because I broke his heart just like you broke mine.

Why of all the people are you the one I had to fall in love with? Why are you the only person who I can imagine spending the rest of my life with?

I threw out all my romance novel today. They all tell those sappy happy endings. They contain lies. None of them ever says anything about this pain when the one you love hurts you the most. 

I hate myself for being weak. I hate this heart of mine which beats with your every breath and breaks with your every word.

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