I saw the one I assumed I loved. Everything seemed to be so different now. He lives in the city. I live in the country. He builds big houses. I drive trucks and tractors. He's busy in his life. I'm busy in mine. It's time to let go. There is no going back. He's different now. And so am I. The hurt... Sign in to see full entry.
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