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Why...or Maybe, Why Not (pg.3)

I take my breath. The point of my pen touches the paper and the first thought has been documented.

I could have done things differently, but at the time and given the circumstances, those choices were not there for me. I didn’t think of them and thought I had no options. Things always appear to be clear and full of options, after the fact. Now I have no choice but to go back to that place and relive that moment as if it were all happening now. Be brave, be brave.

He was everything I wanted and no one could have convinced me otherwise, though they tried. Those eyes melted my soul and the butterflies he gave me I have never felt them before. He made me glow in every way and made me feel safe. My life as I had known it, was to be lived with him and never be without him. Friends would try and tell me stories but I wasn’t hearing them. Love is blind, deaf and dumb. But I didn’t know better at the time.

Six months later, things started happening, but I loved him and did not see it coming.

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