Because I can’t stand the thought that someone else can make you happy when I couldn’t.
I am with someone else, too. But, I still think about you every day. I still think about what it will be like if we ever see each other again. I want you to regret everything. I want you to need to be with me again. I’d probably just tell you to go away. But it would be great if for once in your life you realized what you had. And what you lost.
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