he didn't break up with me, he dumped me; not carefully prying off my grip on his hand before hugging me one last time and sending me off into the sunset; more like grabbing my wrist and flicking me off like some bug he had the inconvenience of having to deal with; but i'm making him sound like the bad guy when i know he's not;

i just kind of wish that he could be my notbadguy again

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