I’m sorry, I love you

 I believe we don’t know how to express what we don’t normally receive.

I’m still trying to figure out things on my own. It doesn’t always work for me, but I’m happy to take the effort.

I sorely miss you. I wish it didn’t have to end up like this but I already chose this path.

I had a dream about you last night, it was a happy dream, better than how you treated me the last two months we spoke.

I hate how driving makes me paranoid, like how do I end up right behind the car I had just overtaken 10 mins and 15 cars ago?

Goodbye.

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