Is she really gone?

Is she really gone?

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It's 5:22am and i'm just thinking about the one person who has my heart. Trying to understand the difference between liking someone and actually loving them, then boom! it came to me. liking someone is just a crush you can easily get over, and loving someone is something that can crush you in every way possible without even knowing. but me personally never understood that at all. I then, hear someone call my name and its my mom telling me to come downstairs. i had no idea why or what for, but it must have been important if shes calling me at 5:30am. that means I've been up thinking about Aria for 7 minutes, my mom then calls me again and i rush downstairs to see what she wants she tells me Aaliyah baby your starting school tomorrow. My jaw dropped so far that i just stood their starring at her for 15 seconds, in my head i was thinking why? why the fuck would she do that? but another part of me is saying damn it the love of my life also will be at school tomorrow. all of a sudden i yell out "what the fuck ma, why the fuck would you do that?"
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For the first ten years of my life I always imagined myself a princess. I always saw myself being an amazing, and beautiful person. Everyone saw me as a loving girl who just wanted happiness for everyone and only wanted to see people smile. Until the eleventh grade, when my crush Rayan Lopez called me ugly. I adored that boy with everything, since 7th grade, and that was the day.... I realized I wasn't a princess after all. It's amazing how quickly someone can defeat your dream with the utterance of one word. Whoever said words don't hurt, must have never experienced this. Twenty years later, I cringe whenever I hear it and am immediately brought back to that rainy afternoon when the love for myself diminished. That's why when I opened up my mail and found an invitation to my high school reunion... I nearly passed out.

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