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Since the beginning,

I wondered who'd end it.

The answer lies in front of me.

Puzzling and abstract.

It had to be both of us.

Decisions were made.

They were mistakes.

I ponder the logic behind them.

I hope you're sad.

I hope you realize what you did.

I hope you think of me.

We were so good.

Things were good.

You chose one idea over a better one.

It was quick.

It's over. 

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