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Began at nothing.

Painful feeling is the ending.

Questioning myself.

Am I worth it?

Is this only a one-sided love?

Then, I remembered your vows.

Nailed vows.

Promises, you never kept.

Because you’ll only break it at the end.

Those sweet sugar-coated words coming from your lips.

“I Love You”.

Three words but lies a deep meaning.

Eight letters but sadness is what I saw.

Cause as time goes by, I realized.

You never mean it.

An option indeed—me.

You chose me for I’m your only option.

Knowing, someone out there is your best choice.

A choice you’ll love honestly and forever treasure.

Sadly, it’s not me.

O-p-t-i-o-n.

Three vowels and three consonants.

Add them together and it’s equal to six letters.

Two syllables, read it aloud.

What a sweet painful option I am…

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