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You’ll always be my best, no matter who I am to you. We were made that way.

I saw you speak to me with your eyes.

…”caked in blood. Journals make no sense.”

We are the only thing that’s ever made sense in my life.

I’m sorry I wrecked it.

I wish I could take it all back; go back to the way it was.

It was right. No one will ever understand the love we had.