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Dec 2015
When we walked to that park bench after the years of separation,
memories began to flood back to me.
I said “I remember how in love I was the last time we were here, how we had everything figured out, distance couldn’t keep us apart.
We were planning apartments in 2 different states, with the knowledge that we were two distinct but complimentary people.
I truly thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with you. I was ready at 17, to get hitched and start a life of full commitment.
Life had other plans.
…. Or at least that was what I has planned to say,
All I managed was a heavy sigh and a half hearted smile as the memories crashed into me.
I know you felt it too. You just said yea, and shoved your hands in your pockets.
How cruel life is when it separates two people but forgets to separate their hearts.
Sunday park will always hold a special place in my heart because of you- that park bench out of the way off the beaten path in the woods.
Caitlin
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