Tears

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We were in bed and I was trying very hard to hide my tears. I was seeing my life in snapshots. You were asking me questions and trying to understand me. I was embarassed to be sad. All and all, you are a respectable man. But there's this awckwardness between you and me and I haven't been able to shake that feeling out of me.

All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way. Anna Karenina, by Leo Tolstoy.

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