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Love isn't always how you imagined

I looked at her as if she didn't matter to me and let her sit outside of my place in the snow it was 26 degrees only because she felt safe being near me How do I reconcile someone doing me wrong? when that person is the only one I want I sat in the warmth of my apartment knowing she was freezing cold what kind of person am I if the one I love is suffering, shivering, and alone? Is my pride that important? Is my ego that fragile? She might have strayed lest I forget that she came back? I thought I should ignore her but the more I tried the more I couldn't after two hours, I thought she had left but she refused to so I let her in and took care of her Like I was always supposed to
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Dec 30, 2024
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