I hate you sometimes when I think about what you did to me, the way things happened with us. I mean, I don't completely hate you, we're still friends, I guess, but every time I see you I get so....I can't really think of the word but I imagine me punching you as hard as I can in the face just so I can let go of all this frustration I built upon myself, because of you. What's crazy is that you have no idea, no clue, as to why I am so confused when it comes to you... I don't love you by any means but for the rest of my life I will NEVER forget about you, EVER. I seen your face on my Newsfeed and for some odd reason, I felt compelled to write "at" you. I won't say your name, I won't tell our secret but I do wish I never met you most days. You were an eye opener in my early voyage of Life and who knows? I might have not met my husband if I hadn't had gone through what I did with you... I want to say "FUCK YOU" and in the same breath, "THANK YOU". I have already forgiven you and it's too late to really hold a grudge, because it has been over and done with for 3 years, but I will never forget...One day I will build up the courage to say these words to your face but for now they will only be on this site and in my mind, a swirl of words left unsaid.
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February 2020
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