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That fateful night of September I said goodbye and as I drove away I looked back and said to myself after tonight nothing will ever be the same with her again...8 months later I found myself saying goodbye to her again. My biggest fear came true this weekend, I realised...I was right. I thought I would be fine but my heart is in a billion pieces jealousy taken over watching her with some guy thats not me. I wish it wasnt sunday so I could drink the pain away, like I did that day 8 months back when I said goodbye the first time.