Back in my 40’s, I thought I loved a man who turned out to be so wrong for me.
We’d broken up at least 3 times during the two and a half years we were together.
But while apart, an intense longing for the other would occur.
It was only a matter of time before we’d come back together celebrating a harmonious honeymoon truce.
But, it wouldn’t take long for the problems that created the break up to reappear.
Finally, after two and a half years I said ENOUGH…We’re DONE!
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