epilogue: love again

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4 years later, his name suddenly pops up in my head after all we went through and I randomly text him. Knowing the fact that all our relationship needed was a better communication and commitment. Its funny, looking back at, I was just a 14 year old and infatuated. But I don't regret writing this because that did hurt. Now I'm 18 and I think I'm ready to love again.

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