A Year

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A year I was with the girl of my dreams. A year of be being able to kiss her or to hug her. Then one day she just got up and she moved so far away. So far a way that it became a long distant relationship. It broke my heart when she moved. It broke me in ways I never knew was possible. We were dating about a month after she moved. Then one day she was gone. We broke up. My world came crashing down. I have never felt so much pain, anger, sadness in me in so long. She was literally the love of my life and now she's gone.

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