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A hollow breakup after two years together. You used to be so happy, unable to hide your excitement, but lately, you seemed to find seeing me a chore. The letters, flowers, desserts, even the couple rings I gave you—it's all gone down the drain. I miss you so much... but I hold back, thinking hundreds, thousands of times that you might hate it or find me annoying... yet I can't even sleep because I'm thinking of you. Your voice, your face, your touch... I miss them all so much. Sometimes I resent you, you know? I know I'm being strange, but even when I hate you so, so much, it always ends with me wanting to see you again. So... please, just look at my face one last time.