“You were like an island. Somewhere for me to go and escape. Somewhere safe. Someone to anchor me, if that even makes sense. And I took advantage of that when I had no right to. I was selfish when I dragged you into my world. Now, I need to put you first.” A tear slid down my cheek as his words only enforced what I already knew to be true; that I would never get over this boy. “Then put me first by not doing this, because I don’t want this, Joey. I don’t want your goodbyes.” “You might not want me to say goodbye, but you need me to.” And then he cut me deeper than a guillotine ever could when
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