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Dear my beloved ex,

Dear my beloved ex,

Someone said one day I'm gonna thank you for this.
But I feel like I should thank you now.
I'd like to thank you for being such an honest and wonderful boyfriend.
I'd like to thank you for every moment we shared.
I'd like to thank you for your love and care.
I'd like to thank you for your truthful and your trustworthy.
I'd like to thank you for your support and your sympathy.
I'd like to thank you for all the lovely gifts.
I'd like to thank you for those amazing trips.
I'd like to thank you for those beautiful flowers.
I'd like to thank you for those sweet messages.
I'd like to thank you for those incredible nights.
I'd like to thank you for always being by my side.
I'd like to thank you for all the lively and witty conversation.
I'd like to thank you for all the enjoyable recreations.
I'd like to thank you for your kindness and sweetness.
I'd like to thank you for your coldness and harshness.
I'd like to thank you for the happy and unbelievable beginning.
I'd like to thank you for the truthful and hurtful ending.
And finally...
I'd like to thank you for letting me go...

Thank you, my love, from the bottom of my heart.

To love and be loved,


Yosita Anita V.

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