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▪︎ I am Strong

Two years together and she still could not accept his past.

They both loved each other; no doubt.

But what she wanted was to be strong, to grasp the future and accept the past.

That night she decided she was not as weak; opened his social account and reached where she had never even tried to blink an eye.

The beginning.

She thought she was strong but it took only one picture of him together with someone else to break her.

No she was not strong. Still weak. Still waiting for that day when she could look into his eyes and say, "Your past doesn't bother me anymore."

And he,

He just smiles and hugs, "What only ever mattered was us."

And still does.