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⠸⡇⠀⠿⡀⠀⠀⠀⣀⡴⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣦⡀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠑⢄⣠⠾⠁⣀⣄⡈⠙⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆
⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡀⠁⠀⠀⠈⠙⠛⠂⠈⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⡿⢿⣆
⠀⠀⠀⢀⡾⣁⣀⠀⠴⠂⠙⣗⡀⠀⢻⣿⣿⠭⢤⣴⣦⣤⣹⠀⠀⠀⢀⢴⣶⣆
⠀⠀⢀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣷⣮⣽⣾⣿⣥⣴⣿⣿⡿⢂⠔⢚⡿⢿⣿⣦⣴⣾⠸⣼⡿
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You were truly the first boy I've ever loved. You taught me to believe in myself, have confidence, smile more, and know that I am beautiful. You saw the true me, imperfections and all, and I took it for granted. I never knew how much being without you would hurt until it happened. I don't blame you for breaking up with me because you didn't love me anymore because at that time I didn't love myself either. Later that spring you asked if we could try things again, but I refused. I didn't refuse because the feelings weren't mutual, I refused because I couldn't stand the fact that I'd lose you again. And know I realize that was the wrong choice. And I'm so, so, so sorry. I should've given us a chance.