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read this somewhere:I hope you fall in love again.
I hope you love hard and that they love you back.
I hope that one day, they leave you. No warning, no explanation.
I hope that, while you're scrambling to make sense of what just happened, they kick you over and over.
I hope they are so cruel and cold that it makes you question your whole reality.
I hope they make you question if they ever loved you, if you ever mattered.
I hope they make you feel small, used, disposable.
I hope they try to come back into your life, and that when you ask for reparations, they tell you you're being "too much".
I hope they never apologise to you. For any of it.
And before you say I am being too cruel, I will just say, you invented this game.
I hope you're treated the same way you treated me. Nothing more, nothing less.
So go ahead, love again.
