Romance & Reality

it was supposed to be us…

my love,

it was supposed to be us.

but now it can’t be us.

…it can’t be us

because i’ve seen you.

i’ve seen too much of you.

i’ve seen the real you.

and i just can’t betray myself in such a way.

ever again.

discerningly,

Analise

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Thank you for reading, and for crossing into The Diary of Analise Devereaux.