"Are you really telling me that cliche?"
Turns out that was his last line. It was really late that night, and everything in my power didn't want to believe it. I remember I kept thinking that if I stayed up and kept going over everything that he'd let it go. He let go of the situation before, I know he had in the past. I just thought it would be over, just like our other arguements. By gones be by gones. But he really did want to let me go.
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I still didn't believe it. I left. With the grace of a perfect friend. I was so calm, but inside was just waterfalls of tears. I maybe cried more those months then before in my life. He was my world, my everything. I was so comfortable that we'd never part, that I took him for granted all the time. I always wished that I could go back in time and make every mistake right again.
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