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I'm trying to force myself to remember. To remember you and all our memories, the good and the bad. That might sound strange, and it hurts me a lot. But I know I have to remember because I'm so good at ignoring that I convince myself that I'm over it and that I'm okay.
Last night I couldn't sleep, so I allowed myself to think about you. I cried. I felt that ache in my heart. I felt that anger, that betrayal. And that told me that I'm not over it.
YOU ARE READING
Read This When I'm Gone
Kurgu Olmayan"And when you're sitting on the side of the road crying over what feels like the best god damn thing you ever had - well, at least you had it." Bear with me... This is quite the roller coaster ride, and that roller coaster ride is my relationship.
