That Meant Anything

10 May 2024

I knew it wasn’t an ordinary date. I don’t think that dinner with Cams would still count as one, because now that I look back, it was all over before we agreed to meet that night.

I don’t know when that started. When does anyone know when a relationship really ends, anyway? Was it during that last serious argument we had, the one that left us barely saying more than one sentence to each other for two days? Was it through those silent car rides when I picked her up after work where you


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