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my heart was being squeezed until it had permanent bruises, as i watched your lips move smoothly along hers. gliding so effortlessly. in the middle of the aisle, where there was no way around. who she was, i had no clue. but she meant something to you. all of a sudden the music playing, hit my hears. "i wish i could wake up with amnesia" amnesia, amnesia, amnesia-the only word my brain processed. and before i knew it, tears streamed down my face so quickly as i made a run for the exit.

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