I'm going to be honest with you. Girl, I have no idea what you saw in him. How can you want someone who can't see how perfectly imperfect you are, how wonderfully your eyes shine when you smile and just how much beauty hides in you? Why would you want to be with somebody who didn't realize what he had when he had you? But I understand you. Sometimes you have to get sick to feel better. Sometimes you have to hit the ground to pick yourself up. Sometimes you have to lose the sight of the sun to see the stars. But you will feel better. I promise you that. And remember, stars only come out in the night.
Truly yours,
your Heart
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