Was clearin out the storeroom for my stuff, haven had time to clear my "trash" since i moved back from hall.
Found this old notebook amongst my books.
In memory of my relationship with joel..this is a poem he wrote..for me.
Getting over you is never easy. You must have hated me for leaving you with a reason that hardly seems valid to you. I never wanted things to be this way too, much less end this way. Once again, I'm sorry....
The way to love anything
is to realize that it might be lost.
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