Standing Room Only

A World of Short Stories


He was the first one I fell in love with.

The first one to break my heart.

But he had moved on too quickly

For me to forget

What he had done and

How he had treated me.

I wanted to be free.

He wanted to control everything I did.

I slowly realized what

Was happening. But only

When I put myself


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