It's crazy how we end up missing the things we hated the most. I'm not sure if I will ever understand how you could possibly miss something that you hate, it just doesn't match up.
Maybe the things you missed, you never really hated. Maybe you just wanted to hate them because it felt right somehow.
I'm not sure.
Anyway, I would go on to say "It's true, you never know how much you loved someone/something until it's gone", but that's far too cliche to help my case.
This was not meant to be sad, it was just a thought I had, don't get the idea that it is sad.
THE END.
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I love this. <3
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