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"Dear Self,
Seasons change. People grow together and apart. Life moves on. You will be OK. Embrace it.
Hugs ,
Self"
I still don't know why we stopped talking. All I ever gave him was my love and care. Anytime people brought him up and I told them we stoped talking they'd be shocked. My parents and his parents thought we'd end up together. I miss him .
I miss wes.

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