Dear you,

I feel the weight lifting off of my shoulders and your face fading ever so slightly out of my mind It's been two weeks now since we were over and a week since our last texts "hey hru" "I'm good now :) u?" My friends made a 'get over him cake' It had raspberry frosting Your favorite berry I'm not over you, ofc but I'm almost there

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