Mine
He is mine, as I am his. We'll love each other to our inevitable death. 'Till death do us part' We say in unison. I recall that memory. It had happened a mere year prior. Now I reminisce on the days when we talked nonstop, the days when we didn't give up on each other. Now I lay in our once shared bed, wondering where it went wrong. What I could have done to improve.
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