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It's been nearly 15 months. 15 long months and I'm still here, holding on to nothing but memories. We're halfway through our last semester in school and after this, we probably won't see each other again. I still miss you. I've been trying to avoiding you for the past 8 weeks aaaaand ok, maybe things didn't go the way I wanted it to once or twice. Doesn't it always? Now you're back in handball and maaaaybe it's a coincidence that I'm still injured and probably not gonna go back to training for a bit more. I'm taking this period of time to give myself the strength I need to face you. I know it's gonna be totally awkward at training, but I tell myself, I'm going to treat you the way you treat me.

I don't deserve this treatment from you.