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he was my first, and i want him to be my last.

i guess, i'll never love again, if this is to be true.

i am happy i got to see him again, and even talk to him even if just for a few minutes, but they were the longest minutes of my life.

i do regret, however, that my courage failed me to come out and talk to him, despite the many claims he was looking and asking for me.

i will forever have a hole in my heart.

i will get through this, perhaps forget, but i know i will always have that hole.