Instant messenger is the craziest thing. On one screen I see a boy with a broken heart trying to pull his life together from the mess I've made it. Later the same screen shows me a boy who's moved on from breaking my heart, and still later a third man has decided to break my heart just a little by protecting his heart just a little more.
I'll be freinds with all of them. Letting one try to forget me, and the other think he's not responsible for hurting me.
The last I'll love as much as I can, and as much as I'm wanted, until I no longer need to, want to, or may do. As I do with all my friends.
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