"Maybe it just wasn't meant to be" he says and hangs up. The tears run down my face knowing it was meant to be, he just wouldn't fight for me or even for us.
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why?
that was the question wasn't it?
why was this happening
to him?
to me?
to us...
what we had was perfect, maybe not your standards of perfect
no, but perfect to me
and now, it was being taken away from me.