Reasons I Left You
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Reasons I Left You
Series of texts that a heartbreaker sends for her ex, trying to ease her guilt for breaking up with him so suddenly, without an acceptable reason. Even if he'll never see them, since she blocked his number.
"I was your cure, and you were my disease. I was saving you, and you were killing me."
"I didn't cry. I felt like I removed a huge weight off my chest. I felt relieved. But that doesn't mean I never regretted it. Oh yes I did. It came a bit late, but it felt like it was all bottled up and then burst altogether. I cried for weeks, all alone in my room, stayed past midnight, wishing I wouldn't have done it."
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