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Letters to my departed lover

I miss you so bad 😞

It's so sad you can't reply

I know I'm crazy for texting you, but I love crazy

I miss you 

Rest in Perfect Peace

Can't believe it's been four years...

Four fvcking gaddamn years!

Yet here I am still sliding in your inbox

I know we weren't exclusive and all...  

But I think I've finally moved on... 

I'm done grieving

I've accepted!

Love you always. 



♡♡♡




10 Oct 16
 


 

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