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Oh, this one’s gonna be a doozy. Okay.
I love you. Some part of me is always gonna love you. You were - and still are since there’s been no one really since you - the best partner I’ve ever had. Honestly, before everything, I could’ve seen us making it all the way to settling down and raising a dog or maybe a kid together, who knows? But things happened, things that were my fault, and as of now I don’t really know where I stand.
Part of me wants to go back to what we had, but bridges have been burned and there’s no rewind button on life. A big chunk of me wants to fix things, but on the other hand there’s something telling me that it might be best to just move on. I mean, I disappeared for the good part of a year, is there any coming back from that? I hurt you, and that hurts me. I fight with myself every day about leaving you, about not calling you, not reaching out.
I love you. I always will. And it’s my fault we fell apart. Now I just have to figure out how all these pieces fit together, wether they’re salvageable. Above everything, I’m sorry.
