It is indeed a sad read,but its happened,we cant turn back the clock,and its soul destroying sometimes to dwell upon and be eaten up by past events,some things your never going to erase from the memory banks,but we can compartmentalise them and file them away somewhere,Micks wounds are still raw sadly,sometimes we cant figure out how or where we went wrong,we beat ourselves up with could've,would've,should've,Micks only wrongdoing in this whole charade was falling in love with someone who wasnt reciprocal to his feelings,it happens.
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
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