Written in the Paper

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I haven't spoken to you in over four days.

How amazing it feels to not have you in my life.

Is that too rude to say? After all you've done to me? Manipulated me, lied to me, and treated me as though I am nothing? I don't think it's too rude.

There's someone else I clearly enjoy the company of more, you've noticed, and you judge me for that.

A long time ago, I thought the universe had a plan for you and I, together. I was wrong.

The universe gave us both a lesson; a wake up call if you will. It was the best lesson I could ever get.