I married him twice.
Both times
he promised to
love, honor, and cherish
for as long as we both shall live
and meant it-
both times..
The same man
two very different bodies
two very different places in time
but essentially-
the same man..
And I have no idea
why I did it either time.
I married him twice
the same man.
Both times
knowing, no amount of
“He’s a good man”
would ever become love
or bring me any closer
to loving myself…
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Thru Violet's Lentz 
Beautifully written.
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Attached to a certain personality type. I think we can all relate to that Violet.
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Yea, I kept doing it with Pisceans. Fatal. So I know what you mean.
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A path we’ve both visited. Nice writing.
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Love yourself first is an important lesson, I think!
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It’s unfortunate we can’t see the forest for the trees.
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