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 I keep thinking about selling my ring

But I am not ready

 I should be

You let me wear it with no real desire to marry me

Knowing I was a place holder

You have since told me so


I remember the first time I suspected something

I felt so betrayed

I took it off

That was in 2018

We had been engaged four years at that point

How could I have been such a fool

Me- wondering why you were so hateful to my womanhood

And still

I married you two years later

Divorced the next year


A fool no more

Love- no more

Respect for you- no more

Family- no more

Future- no more

Friends- no more

And still

I am not ready

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