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The memory of you crying after you had a fight with her is a dark, sorrowful one.

She said she didn't want to leave him, she chose him over you.

She shattered your heart, she tore you apart.

This time I really thought it was over, but then you told me you loved her.

And those glistening tears that slipped from my dark eyes weren't because I hated seeing you hurt or the wind that was blowing making them water.

No, I lied.

They were because I was selfish, because I wanted you.

But isn't she selfish too? She wanted both of you.