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We parted, That was that.
All the best things have been taken. She is leaving tomorrow for an adventure. Life is good. Money is fare. Her job is lucrative. Her home is safe.Â
I once loved her. She was young, beautiful. I was free. The wind had me. We were falling in love. She had commitments. We went our separate ways.
I saw her the other day. She was more beautiful. Older, more mature, confident, but still lost inside, as all of us. We talked about her, our lives, our awards, our downfalls. There was still that spark in our eyes, that glimpse of something special between.
We parted, That was that.
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I enjoyed this tender-sweet story of a budding love that never fully bloomed. I think many of us can relate to it.
It's difficult to describe the feelings that emerge upon the crest of a breakup. They seem to float around at first, then jarred, realizing this is it. Sad already. How did it come to this? How am I to live without you?
It will work out.