You took away my words, when you broke my heart the way you did and I still miss you. 
You stole our dreams when you played the games you did. How was I to know how fake it was, when you believed it yourself?
I still love you. 
What do you do when all the hurt you cause others catches up to you?
My words, my dreams and my focus escape me. 
I wouldn't change it. 
Broken hurts at the start, but makes you stronger in the end and I am resilient. 
Strong. 
Better. 
But I and D will continue to love and miss you. 
 
"Time doesn't always mend a broken heart."
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