Dear xxxxxx,
I chanced upon someone, it was probably someone that looked like you or probably, it was really you. It had a flow of heart bitter feeling and the vivid memories hit me straight without sparing me. It hurt to be on good terms with someone, i mean the person knew you so well that you don't have to go into details about your problem and that particular person still could be able to give a good gauge and read your mind, and yet another moment, it took turn for the worst and what are all left with just scrap of memories left for reminiscence. It's all because of part of a misunderstanding and i never expected things would turn out this way when it wasn't entirely me who created this mess.
"What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away"
We are one perfect pair of strangers now, i miss you. I'm sorry.
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