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ONE WEEK. SEVEN days. One hundred and sixty-eight hours passed by slowly. Pictures of you and her holding hands while walking by each others side still fresh and lingering on my mind. And no matter how much I try to erase or forget how happy she makes you, I can't. And it hurts.
I feel so selfish and guilty. I don't want her to be with you, even if she makes you happy.
I do not like this green-eyed monster steering inside of me.
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