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hi for the past few days, wait let me try that again i always think about you, mai. maybe because i put our pictures on the wall, or maybe i miss talking to you, or maybe i'm always wondering how things ended and why and what happened. it's getting out of control in my mind to think, so i'm writing it down so i can see i love you, mai. not in the past tense, no you're my bestfriend. i like being with you, which is something to think about since the last time we met was 2 years ago. i know what you felt about me, and im comfortable with it, it was a moving on confession so i wouldn't mind, in a slightest i dont know about now, i don't know any of your updates, and it makes me sad that i don't know a thing about you when we're older. but i put the blame on me when i didn't reply to your last message. it's my fault that we did not get a chance to meet, you have a right to be mad, to be pissed off. but no one is replying to me, and theyre some...