Goodbye, friend.
Hopefully, one day you'll be able to show and hold on to the you I once knew. I'm sure this tough exterior was made for a reason and I pray that one day you'll no longer need it. I won't be there to see when it happens, but I pray you'll find freedom from the shackles of yourself. If you have to make me the villain in your story to save yourself for now, I'll accept that. I pray one day (one day soon) you'll realize that those closest to you aren't your enemy. Until then you'll only know how to push us all away. A part of me is sad for you. A part of me wishes the part of you I loved well. But all of me is done.
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