How have you been? I'm fine. I think. Holding up well? I haven't talked to you in..wow..years. I don't plan on ever after this.
I think about you on occasion. I wonder if you still live there. If you're happy. If you're committed to another.
It's not that I miss you, but rather your presence. Things turned out so because of this. Because of you, because of me.
Did you trust me more than I you? I always had my doubts. Of course I was right. Now I wished I hadn't been. Too late...
Whatever the case, I wish you well.
You'll always be the first.
-hp
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