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102: Shut up
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2022-01-08 07:06:20If you love someone, let them go. If they ever loved you, they will find their way back to you. I think that quote is stupid. I think whoever invented it is more stupid.
Why would you ever let someone you love go?
Most importantly, why am I thinking about someone I want to forget? I turn and toss on the bed. It’s not working. I can’t sleep. I throw the covers off me and sit on the edge of the bed. It’s a few minutes past 5 in the morning and my alarm is set to ring at 6.
Flipping the bedside lamp on, I turn off my alarm and dial Maria’s number. The call rings without interruption. She must have given up on me and I don’t blame her. There’s only so much a person can take. I haven’t called her since I moved here. I trace the shadow cast on the bed by the lamp. My chest constricts when her voicemail message comes up.
The silence that follows has my thoughts jumping at me. I sit up and hug my knees to my chest. To get away from the voices in m
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