It was over when I realized the thing I would miss most about his lying, cheating, sorry ass was his help carrying in the groceries.


Aftermath: We broke up. He moved out. I lugged my heavy groceries up to the fourth floor alone. I met a wonderful man, whom I’m now engaged to. I don’t speak to the loser anymore.


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