The other day, I was wondering, if I could just come up to you, and hug you from behind.

After all, hugs are very helpful for curing relationship related illnesses.

Or that's what I thought.

I almost forgot for a moment, that you hated being around me

You hated being touched by me.

You hated conversing with me.

You hated me.

And why do you hate me so much?

Because I loved you.

I believe you weren't the wrong person.

You're just the wrong one for me.

I'm sorry I didn't realize that earlier.

So, love, this is the last thing I'll be saying to you.

I loved you, I still do, and I always will.

You'll always be my first love.

But I'm going to be selfish and move on.

I can't let myself get abused anymore.

If you ever decide you want someone who'll love you for who you are, I'll always be here.

Hope I'm a memory, even if it's a bad one.

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THE END