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i've done everything i can do. i've sworn to heaven and back to change everything you don't love about me into something that you can. i've written you a numbered list of reasons you shouldn't have given up. i've apologized until my tongue swelled up like a wad of bubblegum i only wanted to spit out. i've begged, i've invented a promise for every hour we've been apart, i've cried my eyes dry, i've cried myself to sleep, i've cried in the shower, i've cried while listening to the radio, i've cried myself sick. i've waited with steady shallow breath for you to look at me the way you did that summer. i'd like to wait for that forever, but this is my goodbye. nobody will ever love you like i do. it may have been a sick and broken love, but it was all i had to give to you. and that's not something i can spend the rest of time saying i'm sorry for, because i'm not. i'm not sorry that i loved you the best and the only way i could. i wouldn't take a second of it back.
i hope you find a lovely life. i'll put mine back together. and someday, i think i may see you on the street, or in the grocery store, and i'll be able to smile at you, and tell you that i'm doing fine, thank you for asking.
i hope you find a lovely life. i'll put mine back together. and someday, i think i may see you on the street, or in the grocery store, and i'll be able to smile at you, and tell you that i'm doing fine, thank you for asking.