Find You

Find You

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"I'm reaching out to you because I need to find you. You moved into our neighbourhood in 2014 when I was 14 years old. You were 10 years older than me and quickly became my only and closest friend. Everything I know and who I am today, I owe to you. You meant the world to me. I can't use your real name here, but you might be married now or have a family of your own. I just want you to know how much I miss you. I understand why you needed to distance yourself, but I don't understand why you left. I hoped you might come back. You left in 2019 when I was 19, and it's been five long years since then. I'm struggling to move on and start new relationships. Now, I'm moving out tomorrow, leaving my family and this place behind, just as I had always wanted. I wish I could find you, talk about what happened, hug you, and say the things I've always wanted to say. I bet you wanted that too. We had something special, and you knew I had feelings for you. Our neighbourhood was our only shared connection, and now I'm leaving without any chance of finding you. If you see this and recognize yourself, please look for me on SNS. You know my name. I'm in so much pain and need closure. Please help me find you. Help me to move on, reject me, tell me it was a lie, say you were a liar. Please, just tell me something You!"
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