my house

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So of course my room.  Of course. I have blades everywhere In plane sight but OK. I wasnt going to stop him.  If we did get back together no secrets I thought. I would have to tell him everything. I froze. I want to tell him everything but I can't.  I can't tell him how I feel?  Or can I.  He just looked at me.  Sitting on my bed waiting for me to say something.  He said "what's wrong?" "Nothing I was just thinking " I mumbled.  "About..." he glared into My eyes. "About us getting back together and about what would happen." He smiles "I love you Margret  Rene " I looked up as when I did our lips crashed together .  He truly loved me and I truely loved him. It was not about us being perfect but let's fix our lives.....

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