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Dear S,
I just emailed you.
I wanted to hurt you.
But, I still hurt, thinking about you.
I thought we had something.
Obviously, I thought wrong.
Love (even though it hurts),
Me.
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I just want to be loved.
Why is that so impossible for me?
Why is that something I can't have?
I'm not pretty enough, smart enough, good enough, I know.
But, that means I deserve the hurt that comes with being loved, doesn't it?
I just emailed you.
I wanted to hurt you.
But, I still hurt, thinking about you.
I thought we had something.
Obviously, I thought wrong.
Love (even though it hurts),
Me.
--------------------------------
I just want to be loved.
Why is that so impossible for me?
Why is that something I can't have?
I'm not pretty enough, smart enough, good enough, I know.
But, that means I deserve the hurt that comes with being loved, doesn't it?