Loved Me at the End
Keith immediately wrapped her hands in his and tucked them into his coat pocket, muttering, "Why are you dressed so little?"
She was wrapped in designer labels, smiling brightly. Standing next to each other, they looked perfect together.
Unlike me. I looked worn down and exhausted, with fine lines already etched at the corners of my eyes.
I felt like my heart had cracked open in the freezing wind.
He used to warm my hands like that, too, mumbling that I wasn't taking care of myself.
I remembered someone asking him in that post if he had ever loved his girlfriend.
He replied, [I did. Anyone would love someone they've spent eight years with.]
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