Each day, I’d wait
To savour your voice
Speaking of little things
That hardly mattered…
When you spoke of
Your undying love
For another,
My heart shattered.
Still I listened
Because,
Even then,
Only you mattered.
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Short Stories | Fish-eye Perspective 
I agree. Thankfully, he loves another, married and a father now.
He is still the most decent man I ever met. He is still one of my best friends. 🙂
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Remember the old warning not to put all your eggs in one basket. Goes for men too!
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