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Dear -------,
It was my fault. I always knew it was my fault. I never understood how i came to the conclusion to blame you for my own mistakes. My self-appreciative subconscious just couldnt bear to believe that the antagonist and protagonist was one and the same.
It's relieving to hear that the moments we were together were more than just one-sided agreements for happiness. It's nice to know that these memories of joy are real and just not another escape created by an overactive imagination.
I try to forget i really do. But when i'm with her... its funny how she smells like you. I've found my peace with her. But in the rare moments when the world is looking down on me. i fall back to blaming you. I'm sorry. I haven't noticed i've been doing it. With complete honesty i can say i'm happy now. I'm happy that your happy. I'm happy that everyone i've hurt is happy. I'm happy with my poor excuse of moving on. I'm happy that i've found someone else who cusses out my mistakes. I'm happy now because I don't make the same mistakes.
You and I. we're a funny learning experience. God using his power and and sense of humor put us together. How else do you think we would've met? A guy from San Ysidro meets a girl in Otay. Correction. They both lived happily ever after.
