I was watching my boyfriend sob uncontrollably in front of the woman who c
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been 48
und it utterly
ody of my boyfriend's childhood swe
ad hung up on my desperate call for help 49
the ground, crying lik
red suit was now crumple
t a pathe
sor
voice was hoars
words like "I'm sorry", he c
wo attendees, my ex-boyfriend Alan and hi
ead can't come back to
his head, his eyes
back then, maybe she
oll my eyes or pick my n
e herself. It has no
't for me, she w
eight of guilt pressing d
my once-vibrant self was smiling back at me.
etween us, but she let her imagination run wil
by, can we not do
nd you were already calling her "baby"? So you were f
ead over heels. He even went against h
, even threatening to disinh
sy way, slipped a soda can tab onto my ring finger a
rently, a few years of happiness couldn't wi
birthday, I left work an ho
draped in Alan's oversized T-shirt. Putting on a fake innocent act, she said, "Oh, sorry! I got
t off!" I
shared a bed when we were kids. What's the big deal about me w
ou wear mine?
're an A. Your clothes a
I have been close since childhood. If I reall