“Stop missing him.
Breathe.
He is not coming back.
If he did come back he wouldn’t be the same boy as the one who left.
Even if he was the same boy you stopped loving him when you sent him away.
Do not forget it was you who sent him away.
You stopped loving him.
You’ve already stopped loving him.
What you’re in love with now is an imagination, a perfect kiss of nostalgia.
Don’t let something that doesn’t exist stop you from meting the one you’re supposed to be loving now.
Stop missing him.
Breathe.
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