“It sucks, but it’s perfect.”
That’s the resolute hurt they both felt. That’s the repentant torment at the heart of their suffering. It’s the pain and pleasure, the bitterness and bliss rolled together that they agonized over and yet enjoyed for the moments shared when she walked away; and every regretful moment since.
For sure it happened; and there’s certainly no undoing what is done.
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