If it was that beautiful, why did I leave you
As they say in New York, Get over it and, if you can't get over it, Get over talking about it.
If he says he doesn't love you anymore and does love this other woman, you've got to accept it. Maybe he will come back, maybe he won't, but either way, you've got to live through this.
He didn't even attempt to smile and I knew then that I had lost him.
Because you promised? But you've promised me load of things. Like to cherish me and to love till death do us part.
He's a waiter, not a Mafia stooge, so what's he going to do? Blac pepper them to death? Compliment them into a coma? Run them over with the dessert trolley?
No one knows how strong they are until they have to be.
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