Almost loved, Always lost!
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Last published Sun, May 18, 2025
"Some loves don't save you. But they stay with you -even in the end."
"She was never the girl who got to stay.
Not in homes. Not in hearts.
But then came Neil - steady, quiet, real.
This isn't a story about falling in love.
It's about what happens when you do...
and still lose everything."
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