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     My silent tears have morphed into gasping wails of sorrow. All because of you. Yesterday I sat alone, whispering to myself in a quavering voice with salty tears pouring down my cheeks.      I whispered our story. How happy I was when you admitted you liked me. What a great time I had when we spent your birthday together. My first kiss. My laughs; my tears. The way you slowly drifted apart from me. Where did we go wrong?      "I hate him," I breathed over and over again, hoping that saying it would make it true. "I hate him. I hate him so much. . . I hate his gen