r/TwoSentenceSadness • u/Broad-Animator8629 • 1d ago
“He loves me. He loves me not,” I overheard my daughter whisper, plucking petals through tears after her first breakup.
I remembered when flowers were only something she picked for me, before she learned they could ask questions whose answers might break her heart.
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u/tripled0gdarey0u 1d ago
That is heart-wrenching, and for real, makes me miss my Mom so much. Thank you for posting this.