I don't know if this letter will ever reach you.
But I want to give it a shot. I want to forget everything. It just hurts too much. I have so many things that I want to tell you, and I don't even know where to start. Even if this letter reaches you or not, I know the answer, everything was done.
I want to be mad, because you don't know how much it hurt. How many nights I had to spend, forcing myself to sleep, crying. I know I shouldn't, but I kept thinking, "I wish you care, I wish you didn't reject me, I wish you paid attention when we were on our trip, I wish you weren't on your phone paying attention to the other girls when I was beside you... I wish you truly have tried opening up to me as a friend, instead of always making up an excuse that you cant open up anymore because you found out i have feelings, I wish you didnt just listen and argue, I wish you were just there, and I wish you truly meant it when you said you care, it gave me hope and thought maybe this was something else."
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