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Number 8 on the list. 8. The parties marriage is Irretrievably Broken Those words cut so deep in my chest I gasped aloud reading them. I haven't loved you in like, FOREVER! So why this? Why now? I don't want to feel this, this pain, this despair, this regret. You deserved to lose me. You cheated and lied, Broke my heart a million times. And now that it's on its way to being really over, I am almost sorry we didn't try harder, love more, hate less. MySpace and Facebook, italiansinglesmeet, xdating... I could go on... But it only angers me. Because at the end of all of it, after everything you did, all the horrible things, after 4 years of no communication... You finally realized what I told you right before I left you was true: You will Never find someone who will love you the way I did, and someday you will realize I was the best thing for you. And by the time you realize it, I will be unattainable. I'm the one that got away. And that feels **** good. Irretrievably broken. Yeah. Your fault. Your loss. See ya.
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Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 8:58 PM UTC
Irretrievably Broken
Number 8 on the list. 8. The parties marriage is Irretrievably Broken Those words cut so deep in my chest I gasped aloud reading them. I haven't loved you in like, FOREVER! So why this? Why now? I don't want to feel this, this pain, this despair, this regret. You deserved to lose me. You cheated and lied, Broke my heart a million times. And now that it's on its way to being really over, I am almost sorry we didn't try harder, love more, hate less. MySpace and Facebook, italiansinglesmeet, xdating... I could go on... But it only angers me. Because at the end of all of it, after everything you did, all the horrible things, after 4 years of no communication... You finally realized what I told you right before I left you was true: You will Never find someone who will love you the way I did, and someday you will realize I was the best thing for you. And by the time you realize it, I will be unattainable. I'm the one that got away. And that feels **** good. Irretrievably broken. Yeah. Your fault. Your loss. See ya.
Am I over it or not? I'm still not quite sure. . .
a-love-for-hatred
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Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 8:58 PM UTC
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