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Oh wow. That freakin' hurts. My gaze flicked up to look at his face, and I felt the redness swell around my eyes as the tears brimmed. His mouth was moving. Was he apologizing? Or was he telling me how it's for the best? It really didn't matter. I left him babbling meaningless justifications on the sidewalk and walked home. My heart broke, in a way I could feel in my skeleton, in my lungs, in my existence. How long had we been together? Two and a half years, answered some voice in the back of my mind. Thirty-month anniversary next month on the 17th. And every moment, every second of those thirty months, I was thinking about him. Nonstop love