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May 2018
We loved each other a lot,
but in different ways.

Who would've known our love
was starting to decay?

And to think it all started
when you proposed last May.

When our beginning became our ending
on that fateful Saturday.

It was so grand, so perfect
the island, people--that entire day.

An absolute dream come true,
if I may say.

Tears of happiness,
smiles for days.

This was all I was waiting for,
so why did I keep running away?
The dream proposal that ended us; it's almost been a year now.
Written by
Elle Laverage
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