Sometimes you have to be apart from the people you love, that doesn’t make you love them less. Sometimes you love them more.

Not sure what I was thinking telling him for the millionith time to just leave, but for whatever reason this was the time he decided to go. So I can sit here and cry and feel sorry for myself for something I told him to do, or I can start to purge. Heal. Mourn.

Ac


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