I try so fucking hard, every day. I wish you knew what it felt like to not be able to move on. I wish you knew what it felt like to feel your heart break every day. To know you love her fucking kills me. But I’d never wish that on you, because I love you. I wish I knew what made you stop loving me. I’d change it in a heartbeat.
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