The other night, as you held me in your arms, I realized how much I actually love you. And it hurts so much because we're both leaving.
I truly believe that we met for a reason, and even if it wasn't meant to be, I am a better person for having known you.
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at least you know you'll always have that...
I feel the same way, and remembering that makes it easier.
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