I see you. I see you everywhere. You're pregnant. I really am happy for you. But it still hurts. I don't know your story. Maybe yours has been as long and heartbreaking as mine. Maybe it hasn't, but I am truly happy for you.
But seeing you does remind me that had things been different I would be pregnant like you right now. That I try not to think about. It is just too hard.
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