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Jul 2019
It’s not that I don’t love you
I’m just scared to face the truth
Reality always hit me hard, so I decided to ignore it
There’s something I always wanted to say
I know it’s probably not a good time
And you wouldn’t even remember it
But it’s been haunting me day and night
I need get it off my chest
So here it goes
I’m sorry I never returned your calls
I’m sorry I never visited
I’m sorry I isolated you out of my life
I just couldn’t see you like that
In pain, desperate for salvation
And now it’s to late
You went down
Not remembering my face
Because I left
Because I did this
I’m sorry
Here is something I prepared for someone, but I never had the guts to say it. And now it’s to late.
Joan
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Joan  25/F
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