To me she was very special. I didn't really know her that long but she treated me right. She was a friend that I let go. I mean of course if I could I'd take her back. We treated each other nicely. I didn't know much about her but from what I knew. She was a true friend that I wanted. That never said anything higher than me. And always respected me. Of course I respected her. But now I don't even know myself anymore. Inside me I still treasure her. But from the outside I'm a different person. I'm the opposite of nice. I say things without thinking. But what can I do? Nothing because I let her go. Sometimes I wonder how it would of been if that thing never started.
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RandomThis story is about how friendships end and how they start. How one mistake can ruin everything.
