I keep thinking about the past and rehashing everything. You and me and you and me. You were the only one I walked away from knowing that I was really loved. And even when I moved on, the thought of you still lingers. I know that we can't be cause there's just too many things in the way. And when it comes down to everything, i'd say that past is the past and we were never really meant for each other, just maybe we were right for each other for that time. But if I ever see you again, I'd thank you. For loving me. No matter what.
I think it's save to say that maybe you taught me to love. And I'm sorry for everything.
Ibrahim.
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