One of the saddest nights of my life
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(A couple of weeks ago … )
I had my arms around him as we sat that night on the porch swing.
Lucidly, hopelessly he confessed that in a few minutes he would walk around the corner for more crack cocaine. I told him that my only choice would be to leave and spend the night in a motel.
Though helpless before his addiction he understood. We kissed and I went to call my best friend who would take me away from my own home and the guy who'd been my lover for almost four years.