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aelareau
ashton lareau
United States, WI, Verona

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Love
I miss you.

I miss the innocence.
I miss the time you walked me home after my first kiss.
I stumbled because I felt so dizzy.
I told you, it was my “ashton” walk.

I miss the dedication.
I miss how you held me closer than anyone ever had.
The words you told me put a warmth in my heart I had never felt before.
I said I love you, and I thought you’d be my first and last.

I discarded you, because I was unaware of how good you were for me.

Forgive me,
Ashton

Romance
I miss you.

I miss the spontaneous moments.
I miss the nights of passion and laughter we once shared.
I smiled, because I knew you would never leave me.
I told you, I loved you.

I miss the jokes we shared.
I miss how you could relate to my sense of humor like no one else.
My heart held an emptiness I didn’t allow you to fill.
I kept you at a distance.

I pushed you away, because I thought I’d be better off alone.

Forgive me,
Ashton

Heartbreak
I miss you.

I miss the compassion.
I miss the times you looked in to my eyes and smiled.
I felt complete.
I didn’t feel the need to reflect on our love.

I miss the embrace.
I miss that combination of hug and kiss that was our hello and goodbye.
The words you left me with at our last meeting, I still do not understand.
I will retain every contradictory word until my death.

I never would have been able to see my own selfish nature if it wasn’t for you.

Forgive me,
Ashton

Hope
I miss you.

I miss the reasons.
I miss all the reasons you gave me to stay alive.
I didn’t ask for them.
I tried not to cry out my eyes.

I miss the first moments of true friendship.
I miss that feeling of desperation and optimism.
It is because of you that I am here.
I miss your words, they say more than you know.

I will never be able to repay you, for all you’ve done.

Forgive me,
Ashton

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