Today is not a good morning, I am having a relapse, Sunday mornings has always been our special days, we would cook breakfast together and then eat on the patio and read our papers together and have discussions on today events. I miss this and him so much, I am feeling so desperate right now, I just want to go over there and give him a hug and beg for him back, but I know I can't do this. Being alone is not helping, I need someone in my life, my family is too far away just to go over and visit for a hour or two, I do go to the gym but that only lasts a hour or two. Help life sucks, I keep hearing it won't be like this forever well right now it feels like forever. Why can't he see how much I love him, how dear can he live like nothing has happened while I am dying inside.
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