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“It’s so hard loving the wrong man.”
Boundaries weren’t her strong suit. Walls were more her style.
I couldn’t bear to have another man label me an out-of-control, crazy female with over-the-top emotions. Truth be told, wouldn’t anyone get a little loud if they weren’t listened to for years?
There was a special kind of beauty in moving from the tumultuous part of “finding” each other to the peaceful assuredness of our future.
It was easier to hurt than envision life without the only person who understood every facet of me.

