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May 2014
I hope you appreciate him and his presence as much as I do. I hope you find the spaces between his fingers, just like I always wanted to. I hope you know how much I loved him... oh how I loved him. I loved the way he listened to me when I had something to say and I loved how soft spoken he was. He always knew the right words to say... and I hope he finds the most beautiful words to say to you. I hope you find him incredibly **** in that dark navy blue shirt with that silver tie... but know that we had so many memories together and those will never fade. I loved him with every ounce of my being and he never truly saw it. So now... I guess it's time for me to move on. This is the 6th time i've tried to get over him and no other attempts have been successful... i guess if you love something you should let it go right? And if it comes back to you its yours... and if not it was never yours to begin with? What if he comes back but just to check in? Ahh.. probably not. But as you are loving him, just remember that I loved him as much as I could and now loving him has broken me into little pieces. I will always have a spot in my heart for him if he ever decides to come back... make sure he remembers that. Kelsey, i hope you know how much it hurts me to write this. He was my source of happiness for the past 8 months, and i've come to find that it'd be best to let him go. Letting go has proven to be one of the hardest things I've ever tried to withstand. Sometimes I like to wonder what he's doing. Is he playing 2048 like we always used to? Is he entering grades? Is he watching that Bates Motel show that he educated me on one day? The possibilities are endless, and I'm hoping none of them involve you. You might have been wondering why I fell in love with him, and to be honest with you, i'm currently wondering that myself. Out of all people... a band teacher. More specifically, him. It's getting late, so i should stop writing and thinking about him, but I want you to remember this; he was once mine, but i was never his. If you ever find yourself in that type of situation, you will have felt what i felt.
the guy I wrote about... his name is Josh and he is the sweetest guy alive. The girl's name is Kelsey... she is his whole world and it kills me to see them together. but i have to accept the fact that he is no longer mine... and that will be hard.
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   patty m and Angelina
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