Stronger Than I Was. ~Discontinued~
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Last published Sat, Mar 11, 2017
"I never wanted ta hurt you Carmen."
I slap his arms away, "You know what, I'm done, I'm done with you. I love you, but thats not enough for me to stay anymore. Goodbye Daryl." I give him one last long look, wiping away a lone tear from my cheek. His eyes pleading with me to stay.
I look away not wanting to look at the man that once made me so undeniably happy. It's the hardest thing I've ever had to do.
But I walk, away from the man I love, away from the man that made me Stronger Than I Was.
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