{"id":1348,"date":"2020-10-07T16:48:06","date_gmt":"2020-10-07T16:48:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-avah\/"},"modified":"2020-10-07T16:48:06","modified_gmt":"2020-10-07T16:48:06","slug":"dear-avah","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-avah\/","title":{"rendered":"Dear Avah"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>As much as you might not be literally dead, it seems like you are. My best friend for a year. The one who showed me what it was like to really have a friend. You left me at my lowest, and I don&#8217;t expect you to come back. Telling me I&#8217;m the reason she hurts herself. And that I&#8217;m just a rebound and my feelings are invalid. I&#8217;m sorry that I hurt you those times, but you didn&#8217;t have to do this. You didn&#8217;t have to leave me. I know that if you came back I&#8217;d let you in but I can&#8217;t this time. So don&#8217;t come back. I&#8217;ll just pretend you&#8217;re on a long extended vacation. Just as we did before. I love you abah, my friend forever. This is my goodbye.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As much as you might not be literally dead, it seems like you are. My best friend for a year. The one who showed me what it was like to really have a friend. You left me at my lowest, and I don&#8217;t expect you to come back. Telling me I&#8217;m the reason she hurts [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":0,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1348","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-love-letters"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1348","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1348"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1348\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1348"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1348"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1348"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}