A Letter Too Late

A Letter Too Late

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I liked you a lot and I guess that was my problem. It wasn't my intention to make you my priority even though I knew I was never yours. I wanted your arms around my waist, I wanted your hands caressing my body, I wanted your perfect lips plastered on mine, but most importantly I wanted you. I remember the first time you talked to me, that memory is forever imprinted in my mind and heart. I remember how painful it was watching you with different girls I hated myself for never having the courage to talk to you even when you tried talking to me... I remember how bad it got when I forgot how to walk just by the feel of your eyes piercing through my skin or how it felt like you and I were the only two people on the earth just by a simple gaze. I wish I could tell you how I feel but I don't think your girlfriend would like that..
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