As much as I am sorry for telling you those awful things, They're still true, I just Regret having to be the one to tell you. You were at one time everything to me, the piece of me I never knew was missing. You were to me what I believed every choice I had ever made was meant for. But we weren't worth saving. You turned out to be a pivot point in my life, a fulcrum that allowed most of the negative things that would come to follow. Your crossing point in my life ends up being now so many regrets I have to swallow. You are not this missing piece of me, you were a mistake I made that led me to be taken advantage. You are now nothing to me, I don't care about the words you have to say. There's been nothing more powerful I have gained than indifference toward you. The importance you had has all but faded away leaving behind only hollow shapes of memory, times and places I remember being as your presence in them slowly fades into obscurity, leaving a different feeling almost like you were never even there. Never mentioned. Never remembered. Never. Even. There.
-Armando Torres
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