
This is life. People will screw you over. You’ll fight with your family. You’ll witness things that will change you forever. You’ll blame new lovers for things old lovers did. You’ll lose best friends you thought would always be there. You’ll come to realize that everyone has a past. You’ll cry, you’ll laugh, and you’ll embarrass yourself. But then, you’ll find your very own moment where none of that matters; where you can sit back and realize that shit happens to the people who can handle it and that this is who you are, and that no one should want to change you, including yourself.
I wonder what goes through your head when you hear my name? It's a stab in my chest when I hear yours. It's bittersweet, because in my head I know I HAVE to be over you, but it makes my heart second guess itself.
"It hurts, but I'm giving you my word. I hope that you're always happy like we were."
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