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A Letter to Her in Love as represented in a Spotify Playlist

Revised: 09/04/2019 3:15 a.m.

  • Sept. 3, 2019, 5 a.m.
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How dare you have the audacity to tell me you’re mad at me for what I’d said! You dumped me over text. At 1AM! Its not like I knew something was wrong. Its not like everytime before when I’ve asked you what was wrong you’d eventually tell me. It’s not like this is the only time you’ve never broken the silence, and I should’ve known that this time it was serious. As if it was the first time you said “No, I can’t talk about it,” and left it alone. Sure, let’s pretend and play along that I texted you first, challenging you and asking you if you wanted to break up with me. Theres no way I could’ve known you would be too honest to lie. You couldn’t have imagined lying to me, and then knowingly say ‘I love you, goodnight.’

It’s not the right time for me. Life isn’t black and love, dear. Ideally, I could stay with you forever because I love you. But I’ve always known about myself that when I get to college I want to explore being independent for a bit, and live the single life.
Either way I was losing something. I could stay with you, and miss out on independent time in college (and I’m going to be living in a single dorm room! Isn’t that exciting??). Or I could live the single life and lose my best friend. I became obsessed with you, and felt a love so great that I’m terrified I won’t find a connection like that again. But onto bigger and better things, love. I’m sorry for not saying it to you in person. I’ll try my hardest in the future to not make the same mistakes. I love you.


Last updated September 04, 2019


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