I was scrolling through my Facebook a couple weeks ago when I noticed a familiar face staring back at me: a picture of me taken by my now ex-fiancé. We had decided to take a trip to Vegas to see one of our favorite bands in their anticipated reunion tour, and had stopped by a ’50s diner where the picture was taken. I’m making a silly pose in the picture. I looked very happy staring back at the man taking the picture of me: a man whom I loved and whom I live with. Facebook’s Timehop was telling me this was taken exactly two years ago; at first I was slightly hurt and enraged that Facebook would remind me of what used to be, and what could’ve been, but then I told myself: “You were wrong about him. About many things, and that’s okay.”
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