She finally came to get the rest of her stuff today. And now my closet finally resembles the rest of my life. Empty.
- <b> </b> The fact that I come home every night, questioning how much I still love you should tell me something. But it doesn't. I literally can't find a reason to not to. I miss you so much it hurts. My heart aches. I want to tell you how I feel, but I know you'll never see it the way that I do. But i need you to know i love you no matter what happens. And even if I pretend to act different, it's because I don't want you to see the pain I'm in. I love you too much. Forever and always.<p>