The Boy I Couldn't Marry
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Last published Mon, Jun 15, 2015
Despite what people might think, we didn't intend for a romance to come out of one nice gesture. He had no idea when he first spoke to me, he would fall in love with me. He was trying to do a simple good deed, and make a young girl smile. If I had known the love that would entail, maybe I would have avoided him at all cost. Or maybe I wouldn't have, because of how beautiful it was. Maybe I would have just been okay with the pain and suffering if I had the chance to feel that kind of love a second time around. The kind of love you think about 40 years later, while having afternoon tea with your husband while you discuss the news. The kind you'd sacrifice almost everything for, but not everything. Nobody will ever know what lies in the deepest parts of a woman's heart, this is just a peak into mine.
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