Digging open a scar that hasn't healed right, to clean out grit that was left behind, can be so painful.
Loving someone who changes their mind, and leaves, puts such a hole in your heart!
I lack the gene that makes it possible to hate someone. Even if he broke my heart. Seeing him brings all of that love back. I had such hopes for us. For me it was "forever".
We didn't build the foundation to hold us up in the storms, so in the rain we washed away.
Maybe the scar will heal better now.
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