It's unfortunate the position that we're in.
Anger still lies beneath this heart of mine,
though when I think of what we had, I smile in joy.
The situation is sticky. Was sticky. Will probably always be sticky.
But I'd rather have that than nothing.
It was all worth it to me.
You were worth every ounce of pain.
As you embark in the rest of your journey, I hope you always remember me.
As I'll always remember you.
Love,
Nat
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