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Eighteen Months

Eighteen months ago, I saw you outside my favorite church's steps. You were crying, jilted at the altar. I ran to you, put my arms around you as you wept. Warily, you lifted your face to mine. I kissed the top of your head, making you feel that I will always be here for you. You sobbed harder… Continue reading Eighteen Months