I'm trying to.
Earlier last year, I let someone into my life and more recently just got tired and fed up and annoyed with them. Except I had no idea I felt that way, at the time. So I took the easy way out and simply said, I need space. It's not you. It's me.
And yet it really was you. Not me. And by the time I let you know that, it came across more unkind than intended.
The sad part was that I didn't even care.
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