Scars
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The day I lost Mya was the day I lost myself. There I was sitting at my best friend's funeral thinking 'this is all a dream please wake now'. I mean this is the longest dream I have ever had. All I was doing is staring straight at nothing pinching myself just hoping it was a dream. I realized have nothing else to live for. The person who is the reason why I'm still here, McKayla Selvette, is gone. The worst part is she gave up on life. Which is killing me inside.
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"Did you ever feel anything for me? Or was it just sex for you?" I asked. She didn't respond. "Because I know I felt something." She turned to face me, and I saw something flash in her eyes. Regret. Or was it pain I saw there? "I was never going to be good enough." She said, and I flinched in surprise. "You what?" "I'm not good enough for you, and I never will be!" She snapped. I think in that moment, we both broke.

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