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A Dilemma.

by @tania-crocker

I'm sorry if it's the wrong time of the year, to be told that, I'm sorry if you heard it first from others , rather than my own mouth, I'm sorry to put you in  a rather awkward, situation, I'm sorry that you don't feel the same way. But don't worry, I'll be fine. Always have been, always will be. I'm pretty sure you're long gone now. You've probably tried pushing me away, Because truth is, I'm avoiding you too. Cause the pain I see in you is  unbearable, like an empty void. I wish things could just stay the same, stay simple, But then I messed it up, and made decisions based on my cluttered heart. So, with these, I'm sorry.
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May 22, 2015
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