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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic
Seeing someone for the last time is hard on us, rite? Well, it did hurt me to leave him but if it was true what he did, he deserves to be in the place where he is now. Somewhere in the future we all will realize things will never be the way we plan it to be and we have to accept it. It's just reality.

Submitted: November 22, 2011

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Submitted: November 22, 2011



He looked me straight in the eye
knowing i could not ask him why.

Ring ring ring came from my side
the glass was nothing but 30inch's wide.
I picked up the phone saying hi
he looked at me and began to cry.
I did not give in into his lying life
felt like someone stabbed me with a knife.
Reflection in the mirror i did see myself
others watching me with mischievous eyes.
Realization came to mind knowing this was the last time
smiling at him like everything was going to be fine.
Saying the last goodbye I did not cry
Even through the inside of me wanted to die.



By -Maricela C. Mounce


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