When she finally said what she really thought

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He looked at her and reminded her she would never leave him

She looked at him and paused for a while

Took a deep breath to smell him for the last time

Looked right at him and made sure to steady her voice

I can guarantee, I will love you to the end of Time

I can guarantee no one will get the part of me that you took for granted

I can guarantee no one will get the loyalty that I naïvely gave to you

I can promise you no one will get the promises you got from me

Most importantly, I can promise you even on your deathbed

Let alone your burial

I will never again I associate myself to you

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I’m a perpetually enrolled student in the University of Life™—majored in “What Am I Doing?” and minoring in “Is This Really It?” I laugh so much I’m auditioning for clown school, partly to tone down the existential dread—but mostly for the red nose. My life-plan strategy? Laugh→Mess Up→Learn. Repeat. Poetry anthologies are my emotional weighted blankets, and I carry one everywhere—because you never know when you’ll need a metaphorical hug—or a literal one if things get awkward. Poetry anthologies that I carry with me. Eclectic Musings: Thoughts from a forlorn soul (Musings of a lost immigrant soul Book 2) https://a.co/d/f1OXydJ Eclectic Romance: Awakening of a naive soul (Musings of a lost immigrant soul Book 1) https://a.co/d/7pX2ucd

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