I wasn't expecting a reply.
I don't know what I was expecting.
I don't know why I sent you that email.
Maybe I was being selfish; I wanted to get the feelings off my chest.
The same thing you did to me.
Maybe that's why you replied.
And in that moment of weakness, that one moment, we both felt the exact same way.
But that moment has passed.
There is nothing left to say, nothing left to salvage.
Time to get back to my reality- the reality wherein you no longer exist.
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