Part of me is sad that Guy, my ex, never got to know the wonderful, caring, intelligent side of me. He never knew the bulk of my history, all the events that make me a really vibrant survivor. He never asked about my dreams, wishes, feats.
What a great loss...for him.
He had one of the kindest, most caring and creative individuals under his roof...and he never got the time to know me, to love all that I am
His loss
What a great loss...for him.
He had one of the kindest, most caring and creative individuals under his roof...and he never got the time to know me, to love all that I am
His loss
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