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Undelivered Letters

I was making letters for my friends and I wanted to make one for you. I wanted to write down all the things I adore about you but I stopped and think would you even care? Would it still even matter to you? Would you still pay any attention to it now that you have the love of your life in your arms? So never mind, I should keep these words I have to myself for who am I to you? Just another person. Just another human you met in college and I will never be anything more than that to you.

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Written by
irlomak
Published
Aug 19, 2018
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Made: 22/09/2017

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