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To the one that I hurt

24 Apr

I’m sorry I hurt you. After I did what I did, I stood at the top of my 60-story hotel building and just looked over the side. I kept hoping that, by some miracle,  a gust of wind would take me over the edge and onto the pavement where both of our hurts would end right then and there in the middle of the New York streets. I wish so badly that I could take my mistake back and that we could be like we were. I hate myself more and more every minute now. My tears haven’t stopped falling, and your knuckles keep bleeding. What do you want me to do?! All that I’m good for is hurting the ones thatIi love the most; you. I just want you to be happy…

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