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Letting it go


Saddest day of my life. I let him go. I couldn’t buy his love and I tried. I was just a friend to him when it was most convenient cause I would wait on his text. I will miss his smell. His humor. His lips. Everything he was. But I had to let him go because he was never mine. A lie I told myself. My love. My diamond. My lottery ticket. My Shequane. Do well. Stay safe and hopefully you’ll find your true love because I accept it was never me. Good bye. 

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<p>I&#39;ll never stop loving you but I&#39;ll &nbsp;never get the chance to love you</p>

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