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“You really don’t understand.”
“Oh, I think I really do understand.”
“It’s not what you think it is!”
“You cheated on me! You broke my heart into two!”
“If you can hear me out…it’s not my fault!”
“And now I have to look at you. Whore.”
He turned away, his back to me. Tears pour openly down my face. I’m not who I was, nor who I ever will be. My head, hung in shame. My body was breaking, and like his heart, I split into two pieces.
Two pieces that will never come back together. For inside me, a new is born.
A reminder of the evil things he’s done.
And not remembered.
