You could have just tossed it out,
I would have never known.
You could have let me go through the rest of my
life thinking that you received it, read it and enjoyed
my letter.
My enjoyment would have lasted forever. Every now and then, even years down the road I could have imagined you looking
back over your mail and coming across my letter,
and reading it once again.
If you couldn't be bothered, all you had to do
was throw it away.
I would have never known.
But you chose a different option.
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