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Dear you,
I hope you read this, and if you do, make sure you imagine me right in front of you. See, i sit upfront on the other side of the motel on the seat where we once used to sit. Now that i see you with another man, you've no idea how this crushes my soul but this is it, you have to leave one day. 
Here's to you,
•When he looked into your eyes, i couldn't see the passion in his eyes for you, are you sure he's the one? •He held your hand above your palm and i know you hate being held there, why didn't you scold him? •I hope, one day as you both take the walk along the river and you sing your favourite songs, he doesn't stops you. •I hope when you eat together, he makes the first bite and puts it in your mouth because deep down you always wanted to start off with that. •I hope you both cherish life together and see the best adventures together, will you miss me? Us? •When you get married, and you have daughters, please don't separate them from there lovers, the way you left me. •I hope you never never find out about what happened after you, but i hope you always remember me, and the fact that my love for you was the minimum benchmark. //Excerpts of the burnt book.

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