"You'll always be the boy I love but had to leave."
That song lyric keeps playing in my head on repeat. Also, Keyshia Cole, "Let it Go," plays in my head often too. And, "I'm Not Missing You," by Stacie Orrico.
If I don't want my heart/social life/grades/everything that means anything to me to shrivel up and die, I have to let him go. And I'm a fucking retard because I spent so long trying to and epically failing every time. It's like we break up a little bit at a time. This is an overused analogy, but I really made it like peeling off a fucking band aid.
Whatever, I'm "over it."
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