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I stare at the quaint little Italian restaurant where I'm supposed to meet Luke. I'm tempted to pretend nothing is wrong but all that's going to do is make me miserable. I could head to the coffee shop around the corner but...
I run my hand down my face. I can't drop the ball, not if I want to keep the hope alive. I don't want to lose him. I've already lost her. I CAN'T lose him. Even if it means he reminds me of her.
I lean back in the driver's and sigh. I can't even say her name anymore. It's a reminder of what I piece of s**t I am.
No, I won't go there. I need to learn to let go of what I did. I can't live my entire life hating myself for something I can't change.
I have to be content with the fact that I stopped being that same prick; with the fact that I decided to c
