I loved him, with everything I had.
I watched him grow into the men he had become.
I wanted him to be mine, yet here I was standing, watching him be with someone else.
Someone he would actually love.
A love that came from both sides.
I didn't object when the preacher asked if someone wanted speak now or forever hold their peace.
I was numb with overwhelming feelings.
I cried when they said 'I do'.
I watched the love of my life be happy with someone else.
Someone who wasn't me.
Someone who will never be me.
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