miss you i miss you

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i wish we were still friends

it wasn't my choice to leave you.

because I would hope you know that if it was

i wouldn't have made the choice.

you know more about me than my best friend.

so should that mean you're my best friend?

in my world it does.

your friends have told me that you've pretty much replaced me

i was hoping it wasn't true but the you confirmed it

which really did help me at all with this situation

i really hope she listens as much as I tried

and helps you with your problems

like i tried to but does this

even matter to you

anymore?

because i guess she must be the natural ending to your ongoing sentence.

(p.c.)

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