All Roads Lead To

I think … I loved you more than anyone I did before. And everything comes back to you. I saw a sign for an easter egg hunt, and I thought, “That’s where I met him.” I’ll be minding my own business, and bam, there you are. And I’m tired of it. I am so tired of it. You’re completely out of my life. Have been for months. Why does every road still lead to you?

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