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  Friday, October 10, 2008, 11:55 PM 
How could you do this to me? What have I done to deserve this.  How could you take a knife and stab my heart and say you did it for our relationship? What closure was needed when things from the past had ended so long ago. Weren’t you the one who said you weren’t going to go back to the past and even if I did, I could have gone back myself without you. Who re-lived the past and brought it back alive? You even made a pack with her and both of you were going to keep it to yourselves.  So what if you told the truth to me? You crushed and threw my heart on the floor. I didn’t come all the way to have this happening to me. I didn’t put in all my love for you, all my time for you, and all my efforts for you to do something you claim was for our relationship. Show me how what you did was for our relationship, because i can't see it. Didn’t it occur to you that it would hurt me? Didn’t the resolution you both came out with would tear me apart and scar me for life? I guess it didn’t occur to any of you that it would. You guys have nothing but yourselves to blame. Are you both proud of you’ve done? Does it satisfy your long lost closure? People can say a lot, most of the time they don’t even know what they’re talking about. When they said you guys will always find a way to go back to each other, I chose to believe they were just stupid.  But, maybe I was the stupid one all along.
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