was like a Nicholas Sparks book.
We met on the first page,
fell in love by chapter five.
We got in a fight by chapter eight
and made up by chapter nine
I knew it was too good to be true;
near the end I noticed we were
missing a few pages
and I suggested we write our own.
Too bad you had already started
a new story
and I wasn't in it.
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