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Letter To Stacey

To free my heart I need to write this letter to Stacey My own thoughts is something I've been together with lately I checked your profile and saw you've found someone better to replace me She'll never see these words, but I need to write this letter to Stacey It's been two years since we broke up, so why am I writing this now Sometimes it takes us a while to learn from mistakes I forced the chapter to close before you were ready to turn the page I knew you were a queen, but I wasn't interested in providing a crown We were both damaged, but you held yourself together better than I could I fell hard for you, but I was scared because there was a lot I didn't understand in love You were there for me in ways that I couldn't return I wish I had the strength to heal you because someone as amazing as you shouldn't hurt I had dreams of making a wife of you But nightmares from my past made me leave the side of you I was wrong, immature and childish, I just pretended like you didn't exist My name isn't Earl, but making things right with you is at the top of my list I don't mean I want you back, I just want you know I'm sorry I lost in the end, because I let go of the girl who was always there for me I had so long to make things right, but I was scared you would ignore me You were there for me in every way, these days most girls I know only hit me up when they're horny a few years ago that would have been my dream scenario We don't tend to realise how much someone means to us until our heart is broke I'm sorry Stacey and I know these words are about 2 years too late I know we've got older but growing up takes more than just becoming a new age

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