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A speck expanded with every smile she gave me. Smiles that sheltered the pain of the song of her cries when she closed her bedroom door at night. It was no longer a speck. It was now a long list of disappointments with my name attached. Anyone telling me she loved me wouldn’t get that the words would never stick because I knew her love, and it was limited.
