“He lost me a while ago.  He could tell me he loved me every single day, blatantly, but it didn’t matter.  I lived past his expectations of me listening to his uncertain trembling voice.  He didn’t love me.  He loved the idea.  He took advantage of that piece of me that was an idiot over him, but that piece of me is long gone.”

~Excerpt from a book I will never write #232

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