When you smirked from across the table.
To when you'd look away.
You shared your heart.
And then hesitated... to share your life.
You saw me cry and get mad.
I felt the distance, the walls.
Without reason or understanding.
The kind of shift you can't fight.
The acceptance that it will never be what you wanted.
For him to ask you how you're doing. To visit the home you've put your heart into. To ask to hang out. To ask about your life. Your...
Which is on purpose. I try very hard to be a kind person, but it's really a facade so I feel safe and protected at a distance. There's a...
I was divorced for almost a year when he interviewed me for a job. When I accepted the offer, I was the only American with a team of 6...
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