From: n.lional1990@gmail.com
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To: c.wilson1990@gmail.com
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Subject: it's been a while
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Hey Carrie, what's going on?
This is so stupid. But I have to get it out to someone.
So, Rick and I broke up. He cheated on me. I was really upset about it, I cried. A lot. But now I'm not sure why. I didn't love him and I wasn't confident in us from the beginning but still.
Erik was there for me. You'd have a lot to say about that. You would go on and on and on about how cute he was and sweet and how you'd want to date him, but because you were forever in love with the idea that I just had to have a boyfriend, you'd convince me to date him. I think I'm wishing for that right about now. Erik has also done something interesting.
I had cried and he had been there for me. Then, he said something that weirded me out in a good way, idk how to word it, then kissed my cheek. I know it seems like nothing but it was big for me. I'm not sure what to do now because I think I might like him but I don't know. I still need work and emotions are confusing but this feeling I get around him I don't really get around anywhere else. My heart races a little faster and I get nervous and he always makes me smile. I want to ask you what to do but you won't respond. Which brings me to my next point.
I loved you, you know I did. But you're gone and I feel like if I keep messaging you, I'm just sticking myself in my past. I need to say a partial goodbye. I might email you sometimes if I need to talk to someone or get some crap off my chest. But I can't keep depending on this or I won't ever get better.
--Noa
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