“We used to have something special; it wasen’t romantic but it was unique. Then I went and blew it all with one of those damned stupid love notes, and here we are years later, only growing farther apart. She lives halfway across the country these days, and has a boyfriend she loves, but there’s a piece of my heart buried beneath layers and layers of pain that will always love her, and I carry I scrap of paper saying something similar with me every day.

I feel nervous at the concept of her finding this, but all I really want is to have a rapport again.

I wish I had something more terrible to confess, it makes me feel a bit inadequate.”

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