You were mine, and you said you always would be. You told me forever. That was your vow to me. I meant what I said. I would never have married you 10 years ago if I knew that you would have done this to me. Why would I? You signed my birthday cards "Love you (forever)", but you clearly didn't mean it. You told me you loved me, but then you do this to me.
I still remember last year. We had so many firsts. It was the first year we could afford to go on two vacations, and by plane for the first time. I still remember how nervous we were going through security the first time, but we got through and made it work. The second time was much easier and we were already talking about what it would be like in the future when we were well seasoned travelers. I remember coming home from our last vacation and our flight got cancelled, leaving us stranded at 6 in the morning at the airport. But we worked through it together. I booked us a new flight and we got home safely. I didn't know that was the last time we would fly on a plane together.
I remember driving into the city with you last summer to visit the world famous restaurant you always wanted to eat at. We spent some time at the acquarium, walked down the pier, and went into the museums. We talked about coming back and visiting more locations.
I remember a few months ago when we went to the target. You wanted to get some knick knacks for the mantle. We bought those little birds you wanted and put them around the house. A week before you told me you were done, I remember going to the clothing store with you. You got that bathing suit for our next vacation later this year. I remember you tried it on for me when we got home. How was I supposed to know that I wouldn't get to see you in it on at the resort later this year? I guess someone else will get that pleasure now.
You were my world. You were my best friend, my life partner, my kitten, my player 2. My wife. Within 3 weeks you were gone. You told me you wanted to remain friends, but the second you left, you ignored me. Yeah, you said you needed your space. But I don't know how you can go from spending every waking moment with someone to completely ignoring them. You get to go to your new apartment with your new things and I'm stuck here with the memories of our broken marriage. I am no longer privy to the intricate details of your life. I have no one to share memes, videos, or funny pictures with. No one to discuss the minute details of the day.
This sucks. I wish I could have gotten over you as easily as you seemed to get over me. You were so empathetic but the apathy you have now hurts. You told me you loved me but you can't love me the way I want you too. I wouldn't have done this shit to you. You are the reason I have an exit plan.
I still remember last year. We had so many firsts. It was the first year we could afford to go on two vacations, and by plane for the first time. I still remember how nervous we were going through security the first time, but we got through and made it work. The second time was much easier and we were already talking about what it would be like in the future when we were well seasoned travelers. I remember coming home from our last vacation and our flight got cancelled, leaving us stranded at 6 in the morning at the airport. But we worked through it together. I booked us a new flight and we got home safely. I didn't know that was the last time we would fly on a plane together.
I remember driving into the city with you last summer to visit the world famous restaurant you always wanted to eat at. We spent some time at the acquarium, walked down the pier, and went into the museums. We talked about coming back and visiting more locations.
I remember a few months ago when we went to the target. You wanted to get some knick knacks for the mantle. We bought those little birds you wanted and put them around the house. A week before you told me you were done, I remember going to the clothing store with you. You got that bathing suit for our next vacation later this year. I remember you tried it on for me when we got home. How was I supposed to know that I wouldn't get to see you in it on at the resort later this year? I guess someone else will get that pleasure now.
You were my world. You were my best friend, my life partner, my kitten, my player 2. My wife. Within 3 weeks you were gone. You told me you wanted to remain friends, but the second you left, you ignored me. Yeah, you said you needed your space. But I don't know how you can go from spending every waking moment with someone to completely ignoring them. You get to go to your new apartment with your new things and I'm stuck here with the memories of our broken marriage. I am no longer privy to the intricate details of your life. I have no one to share memes, videos, or funny pictures with. No one to discuss the minute details of the day.
This sucks. I wish I could have gotten over you as easily as you seemed to get over me. You were so empathetic but the apathy you have now hurts. You told me you loved me but you can't love me the way I want you too. I wouldn't have done this shit to you. You are the reason I have an exit plan.
