A short story about the love my parents lost.

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No one saw it coming, I mean out of all people I was the least to expect anything. The way she still looked at you, and the way she stared at me, and had the words, "I love you" jump off of her tongue. I remember everything between you two, the kisses, the way you'd grab her waist, and make her dance to some slow romantic song that you knew she loved. I used to envy you two, I never thought anything could come between the love you shared, but it did. He did, and so did the guy before him, you just didn't know about it. I'm sure that when you made love, she told you she didn't want anyone else, but she probably wanted everyone else to be in that place. I'm sorry it turned out like that, really, I am. I never understood how anyone could look you dead in the eyes, and spread such vicious poison, such lies, such fire. I couldn't be like that to you, I couldn't tell you, you are (were) my everything, especially when there were kids binded from your so called love. Even if she loved you, I guess we can never really know, but hope is always here to linger.
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This poem is about: 
My family

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