I know you won't read this or know who is writing this if you ever do.
I still hope to see you when I come home.
I'm aware it's useless to hope you'll talk to me or that I'll ever see you again, but you were the one, you still are, but I'm not.
I know you won't read this or know who is writing this if you ever do.
I still hope to see you when I come home.
I'm aware it's useless to hope you'll talk to me or that I'll ever see you again, but you were the one, you still are, but I'm not.
I don't want to try again.
I don't want to try again.
Every day I come home to an empty apartment that lacks your joy and your presence.
Every day I touch where my wedding ring was.
I miss you.
Every day I come home to an empty apartment that lacks your joy and your presence.
Every day I touch where my wedding ring was.
I miss you.
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