... the snow is falling gently outside my window. If only the beauty of the day could fill my heart.
I was happy last year. I thought my "search" was finally over. Now I sit alone. About a mile away, she is with another.
It's been nearly a year since she blind-sided me. I absolutely did not see it coming, oblivious in my own, rare, happiness and contentment. And yes, rare that is.
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