It's been a year
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Last published Thu, Dec 3, 2020
It's been a year since I last saw you.
It's been a year since I last heard your voice.
It's been a year since my heart broke.
I know it was real. I remember every detail. I remember how you held my hand and led me to the sea in the dark. It was my last night there. It was our last chance. I wouldn't have thought you wanted the same. I wouldn't have thought you felt the same.
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