I saw myself driving... mon amour was next to me...
We weren't talking or holding hands like we always do... we weren't looking at each other or anything like that...
I stopped in a place near my house... and he stepped outside, no goodbye... nothing.
There was a car nearby... a nice champagne color with the trunk open...
There was somebody waiting for him... he put his backpack in the trunk and was ready to leave... and so was I.
I knew he was gone forever...
...he held her hand, but it was different...
u_uLesson learned:
There are some lessons you don't want to think about... thing is they start getting big.
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