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January 25, 2016

Word Fifty-Eight: Kick in the Head

Two months passed.

I logged into Facebook, and admittedly, I did a little digging around. I know we fought a little- we couldn’t be real life friends, so how could we be superficial Facebook friends?

I dug around more. New photos came up- your smile so large, your eyes beaming with a renewed happiness. I saw, too, something else that was new in those photos.

Two months passed, and already a new “friend”.

My heart panged, my head sore.

One and one-half year. Eighteen months. Seventy-eight weeks. Five hundred and forty seven days.

And it all meant nothing to you.

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