Why did I take the necessary steps to make my heart hurt?
I was content looking forward to seeing him
loving him, appreciating him tonight.
Then my curiosity got the best of me.
Why am I hurting myself like this - the jealousy,
the comparison, the loss of me feeling special -
even if I'm learning that that isn't the case.
This mold is made for a stronger woman than I.
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