She used to like his views, accept his aggressive attitudes, defending him in front of others.
She used to see as she wants to, not as he really looks like.
She used to pick the side she wants to see from the picture, discarding the rest.
She used to listen to the words she loved to hear, acting deft for those she hates.
She used to accept him as he was, the moment they separated, she saw him as stranger.
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