“You’re giving up.” “I’m giving you up. Freeing you to move on. You think you love me, but when you find the next one, you’ll thank me.” “Is that what I am to you? Just another man to love and lose?” No. That’s why this hurts so goddamn much. I’ve been through breakups, walkouts, and abandonments. I cried. I moved on. Jarret Holsten isn’t a man I can move on from. He’s the man I will never know as deeply as I want even as he forever owns my heart. This isn’t a break-up. It’s a separation of souls.
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