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Love Is Not Always Beneficial To You.


Hey, it's been a while.

I hope you can take the time to read this.

I'm sitting in a coffee shop right now by the window and I couldn't help but look out at the bright blue sky and how it reminded me of your eyes.

So I looked away from the window.

I stared at my coffee and poured my creamer in.

And when the creamer mixed with the coffee it was the perfect shade of brown to match your hair.

So I looked away.

I decided to draw on my napkin.

I drew all of the flowers I could think of,

bluebonnets, roses, sunflowers, daisies.

Until I heard a laugh across the room.

I know that laugh.

It's yours.

I know it.

That beautiful laugh.

I don't even have to look.

But I know you probably don't notice me sitting over here in the corner by the window.

And I know you're much happier without me.

So here I am writing you this letter on the back of my garden of a napkin.

Too bad you'll never get to see it.

I am leaving without a word because I respect your decision that you chose her instead of me.

Because I trust that you made the best decision for yourself.

Because I want to put your happiness before mine.

Because I love you.

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Adventure_cat
<p>This is a beautiful poem &lt;3</p>

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