When I last saw you, I brought home with me loads of good feelings, smiles, a warm heart & some shirts you gave me. When we ended I took those shirts and reconstructed them to suit me...to make them about me and not you. And now that we are once again over I see them hanging in my closet and I just don't want to even look at them. The shirts alone bring up feelings I don't want to feel anymore. I'm packing them away, I won't trash them.
But...
I deserve better.
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