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I ignored him after that. I wasn't mad at him, I just didn't want confrontation. And I didn't want you to find out.

Or maybe it was because if I saw him, it would reminded me of you. I would see him with another and think of you.

With her.

And it was easy to stay away from him. But every moment more that he used to occupy was now yours.

And so was my whole heart.

I didn't care that it might break.

When you found out the one who went on trip with me and thought made me cry was him, you attacked him.

We were both surprised when he didn't fight back. But he wasn't the one who made me cry, those punches were useless.

The one who made me cry, broke me, the one who was more deserving of your harsh punches, was you.