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Yes, I cried when I read it.
You'd said it. I told you not to, I told you I couldn't hear it. So you wrote it in a letter and posted it to me. Why would you do that?
I see, it meant that much to you. Well, I've heard you out now.
And, yes. Of course I'm still mad. This doesn't mean I will forgive you.
But I guess I should have listened before, when you tried to tell me, when I walked away with my hands over my ears. You tried to tell me before you went and did it. And now you're gone and I can't tell you not to go.
I can't tell you I love you.
I can't ask you to live for me.
You'd said it. I told you not to, I told you I couldn't hear it. So you wrote it in a letter and posted it to me. Why would you do that?
I see, it meant that much to you. Well, I've heard you out now.
And, yes. Of course I'm still mad. This doesn't mean I will forgive you.
But I guess I should have listened before, when you tried to tell me, when I walked away with my hands over my ears. You tried to tell me before you went and did it. And now you're gone and I can't tell you not to go.
I can't tell you I love you.
I can't ask you to live for me.
Letters, I do love letters. They bring me messages, funny pictures, photos...even though I speak to you everyday...
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