Please, for the love of something…
Why won’t you set things in motion already so we can set each other free? Why are we still holding on to this ? Are you afraid of facing this reality just like I am ? You parade around the world like everything is cool, connecting and reconnecting with all kinds of people. But deep down inside, you have this dark secret. You are still someone’s husband.
I am still your wife. I honor that title. A wife. But I am no longer YOUR wife although I have a piece of paper in my possession that states otherwise.
If we are done here then please, for the love of freedom… Get this shit started already. Answer my text messages and stop bullshittin’.
I’d really like to move on with my life. And I’m sure you would too. But neither of us can ever really go too far as long as we are still tied together. No matter how far across the globe you go from me.
Not Really Yours Truly,