It's been a year and a half since she left. I still miss her so much. It wrenches my guts sometimes. Lately, more than ever. I wonder how she is. I wonder who she's with. Mostly, I wonder if she still thinks about me as often as I think about her.
It's an impossible situation. She was the perfect woman for me. She was the worst of all possible choices.
I love her... still.
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