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Complete, First published Jul 02, 2014
DO NOT COPY THIS IDEA THANKS c:

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Alice. That was her name.
We had our conversations through notes.
I started the conversations.
I loved them, even though they were short.
She was my Hazel Grace but I wasn't her Augustus Waters.
Our fate was to stay as friends but that didn't last either.
Either way.
I am happy to have met her.
I loved you, Alice.
I hope you're happy with him.
Goodbye.
- Hal

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cover made by: @ConcertoHearts

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#490 in Short Story - was o:

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WARNING: Before you read this, be prepared for my horrible tensing. Thank you. You can now read.
P.S. Help me with my tensing... someone...
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