I tore it out, beating and bloody, in a proclamation of love and vulnerability. Disgusted, you rejected it, too confronted by what you saw. Alive but dying. That was our love.
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I saw you.
I saw you for the first time in three years. You were seated, seven rows from me to my right. I was there for my friends graduation, and you were there for your girlfriends. Seeing you there, in your suit and tie, caused my pain. I grieved a life I could have had, and went … Continue reading I saw you.
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