1 min readNov 16, 2018
I held on to him because I had held on to an idea that I had of what and who he was that wasn’t real.
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Written by gene candeloro
Writer, photog., wanderer. Hopeful romantic. Lover of all things dogs. I write about ordinary people. Follow my Relentless Pursuit. Medium Noteworthy Writer.
