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Is it possible ... ?

To fall head over heels
love with all your heart
yet don't know how to let go
once they decide to part?

To forgive and forget
the many tears shed
to accept that fact
that maybe you were misled?

... ... ... ... ...

I find myself struggling with letting go ...
Six years, two kids and memories to last
infinity and beyond...
Many are quick to say "I told you so"
Put yourself in my shoes and see if You can make it past
the feelings that don't' belong...

Lost.
Empty & Alone.
Is it possible?

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