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May 11
We actually made eye contact today.
That's the first time this week.
Looking at us now, no one would think we were inseparable two months ago. No one would think we were even friends.
It's like looking at a stranger.
You're happier.
You laugh more.
You smile more.
You're free.
Did I weigh you down?
Was I just a burden you shouldered everyday?
Did you only tolerate me because I was there?
Were all those late night talks and early morning snack runs in my head?
I remember the last thing you said to me before you walked out of my life.
You asked if I thought she would go out with you.
I told you, "Probably not. You're pretty ugly."
You rolled your eyes and said you'd prove me wrong.
I didn't think you meant abandoning me to do so.
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Letters To You
Short Story-in which a girl writes a series of letters to the boy who broke her heart-
