One year ago in May, I hoped you would call, text, talk. I desperately wanted something from you. I wanted you. I loved you so much. This year in may I am so happy you didn't call, text, talk. I am so happy with him. I am living my best life and I realized that my love for you was nothing but pain. My love for him is nothing but happiness, joy and all the good things in life.
Thank you for being a lesson.
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