We were high school sweethearts.
Together since sophomore year,7 years ago.
Then you left.
You left for war,
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Leaving You (Prose, Just Wanted It To Be Published)
When I left you, I didn't mean to hurt you. I just needed to go away for a bit and I thought you would understand. You were my everything. I needed to go away because I am dying, and leaving is easier than saying goodbye.
(I had no where else to publish)