The turning point comes when one day you can look at them together, and although you still feel that pang for a moment, that's all it is anymore, a moment. You've found your hope again, and it's easier to remember that there will come a day when even that moment will cease to exist. Yesterday when you saw them together, so happy and full of life, you finally found yourself able to be happy for them.
When you look at them you no longer see what could have been, but what will be.
Someday.
Maybe not today. Or tomorrow. Or next year, or the next five years, but
someday you will meet a man who will do his best to make an honest woman out of you every day for the rest of your lives.
This I promise.
Always,
L.A.
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