The hard part about break ups and moving on is that the new guy doesn’t care about my mom’s artwork or how my brother’s baseball team is doing. He doesn’t know what kind of sushi I like (shrimp tempura) or where I am at 7pm on Tuesdays (spin class). He has to ask me what I want to watch on Netflix (always The Office) and worst of all- he’ll never, ever know how much you hurt me.
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