So here I am with you in our house. Life is good. You are wonderful, yout daughter is wonderful, your ex is not so wonderful. I still can't believe it is real most of the time. The journey here seems like a dream.
The fact that I can touch you, see you, sit next to you, boggles my mind. I love you. I'm still not sure how or when to tell you, or even if you will respond in kind. It's amazing. I know I've loved you for a while. If I hadn't I wouldn't have travelled three quarters of the way across the country for you.
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Sorrow-Perhaps not for much longer
The rambling of a severed soul.
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