This is how it's suppose to end isn't it? The sad goodbyes, the whole you needed to see me before you go kind of thing. I couldn't bring myself to it. I'm not good with goodbyes nor am I good with dealing emotions I buried a long time ago. I just didn't want to feel it anymore.
Yet when I saw your message in middle of the night, my heart dropped and I couldn't breathe. I wasn't expecting this. So much had happened over the course of months that I have completely forgotten how I once felt; the joy, the pain and now it's all rushing back in.
Perhaps I was hoping I'd see you again, but not this way, not now, not yet. And I guess now I never will and I'm ok with it.
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