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I always had to remind myself You were with her. You chose her. I went with you to get the ring. And how inappropriate That I be there With you To pick a ring For her. I told myself I wouldn't Not anymore I couldn't. My heart couldn't take it. Yet over and over I did. And now I think of her. And you. And your son. Her son. Your family. And then there's me.
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sarah-elizabeth
25 / F / American
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Mar 23, 2014
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