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You were stationed in a country halfway across the world. We were just barely 19. You left and I was the one left to pick up the pieces of you no longer living with me and my family. I had to pack up your clothes, your childhood memories you grabbed from your parents before leaving. Your car sat in my driveway for a year after you left. I was so in love with you and so hurt by you. I gave up so much to hold space for you, my mom sacrificed so much to allow you to live with us to get out of your horrid family situation.
I did nothing but be there for you for those 2 and 1/2 years. I still don’t understand how you could’ve cheated on me with over 5 women, how you could forcefully drag me out of my car and throw me over your shoulder into the ground all because you were angry. I would fly out to visit you in different states and you would introduce me to the women you cheated on me with, take me to the places you took other women. I was so blindly in love with you.
But I moved on, I moved out, and I got married. I forgot you existed.
My brother told me you left the military and moved to my town. Did you know that I know you still reach out to him? He told me you go to the gym I go to. He told me you hang around the places I frequent. I don’t understand why you would move here out of all places?
I hope I never run into you and I’m scared I probably will.
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