There were days I sat alone in her room, staring at the ceiling, her mind replaying moments I wished I could erase. The laughter, the promises, the false sense of forever, all of it had led her to a decision I thought I was ready for. But as time passed and the memories grew faint, a quiet ache settled in her heart. I realized I had given away a piece of herself too soon. And though I tried to move on, deep down I carried a gentle sorrow, a lingering regret for losing her virginity before her heart was truly prepared.
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