Then There Is You

broken20heart1Years go by. People come and go; an ongoing parade of faces I mostly forget with names I barely remember. Some didn’t really know me. Some loved me. Some hurt me. Some did both. I’ve loved. I’ve lost. Most I got over reasonably quick. Then there is you.T.B.


True love
doesn’t have a happy ending:
True love
doesn’t HAVE an ending

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