What I should have told you:
"You and me, we could've been happy.
We could have been simply,
easily,
extremely happy
for a few months.
But
There is no picket fence around us.
There never was.
And. You know. In a world where she doesn't exist,
in a world where I haven't found her,
I'd still be looking for her.
I'd still, always,
be waiting for her.
I have waited a long time for her.
I thought she was you.
That was my mistake."
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