I keep having this nightmare where Erika never comes back from her trip...
Then I wake up.
It feels so unreal. That she was so unhappy that she would just walk away from our life.
I'm sorry for those times I didn't want to go with you somewhere. Or wasn't interested. Or didn't ask how you were. I'm sorry that you were unhappy with me.
I think about those early days of our relationship. It took me a long time to realize I really loved you. If I could do it again with less fear in my heart I would.
I wish I knew how you decided this. When you left I felt good about us, as good as i ever have... and now you're gone.
You convinced me to stay. You convinced me you loved me. We agreed our relationship would be based on truth, on growth, on love. And now you given up on me.
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