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i hate missing the person that broke my heart.
sometimes im taken back by it still...
im like, whoa wait a minute, he broke up with me!
i hate wanting to talk to him about just, well... anything.
and it hurts to know he doesnt need me.
sometimes its nice to have someone that actually listens.
i dont have that. i wish i did.
i hate feeling like hes the only one that understood me.
i know i have to be patient and wait... but it gets hard sometimes.