Dear Whomever-I-Still-Think-About,
It's been 6 years since I last wrote to you.
I know I said I was done, but I'm back.
I've been reorganizing my sock drawer and I found the box of letters I wrote to you.
It's like time is a never-ending cycle of regret.
P.S. I'm still listening to that one song we used to dance to at the club.
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