Just sitting here, the night of the breakup, and someone mentions the Stampede fireworks.
I've been angry all day and not the least bit sad...but when I think back to all of the times that he's said to me "Wait until you see the fireworks from my balcony", it sets me off and I start bawling. I guess the angry stage is over for a few minutes....excuse me while I go and cry for a bit. :(
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