Strange

Isn't it odd how you can be so in love with someone that all you see is beauty and goodness. They seem so perfect. You just want to stare at them all day. Talk to them all the time. You'd do anything for them, drop everything move to Spain. They they are gone. And all your friends say, "Oh, thank God that bitch is gone. Did she die? No? Damn shame."

Realization hits you that all of your friends are saying that they really disliked this girl. Then you see things more clearly and wonder why you were so blind.

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