When the bad parts come along, we seem to focus on what the mistakes were. It’s at that moment when our mistakes seem to mean so much more than the good memories that were shared together; the days when everything seemed just right, and the feeling of happiness came alive. It sucks. Having to argue about all the wrong and can’t remember all the right.
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