My first and I had a very wide circle of friends and family that kept hooking up, marrying, impregnating each other (you get the point) so we couldn't really get away from each other. It wasn't all the time, more a run in at kids birthdays or whatever, but we always knew what was going on with each other.
Then 10 years after our break-up we got this wild idea to hook-up again.....big mistake. Now 8 years later the relationship is still referred to as; "The Cold Sore Era." Yep that bad....
Then about 3 years ago he took his own life and I was able to put all the bad stuff to bed and remember the innocence of first love.
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* I do not believe that struggles are a sign of life falling apart, but rather a step of life falling into place. *
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