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I can't lie... I miss her. Maybe not the romantic relationship, But I miss her company... I miss those nights eating dinner in front of the TV, I miss her in the kitchen sipping on some wine, I miss those lazy Sundays on the couch doing nothing. I can't lie... I miss her. Maybe not those nights when we fought incessantly, Maybe not the constant struggle for wanting to be wanted.. But I miss her... I miss the sincerity of her heart I miss the love in her eyes when she looked at me... I miss the security... Knowing she was going to be in my bed every night, I miss the feeling in my heart Knowing that there was no need to worry... She was mine, and I was hers. I can't lie... I miss her. Maybe not the tears she shed, Maybe not the constant fighting Maybe not those nights when I was constantly pushed away... But... I miss the simplicity, I miss how comfortable we were, I miss knowing every single part of her body, I miss the plans, the smiles, the conversations... I can't lie. I miss her... My best friend, my accomplice, my constant companion... I can't lie... I still miss her...my wife.
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Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 2:04 AM UTC
I miss her...
I can't lie... I miss her. Maybe not the romantic relationship, But I miss her company... I miss those nights eating dinner in front of the TV, I miss her in the kitchen sipping on some wine, I miss those lazy Sundays on the couch doing nothing. I can't lie... I miss her. Maybe not those nights when we fought incessantly, Maybe not the constant struggle for wanting to be wanted.. But I miss her... I miss the sincerity of her heart I miss the love in her eyes when she looked at me... I miss the security... Knowing she was going to be in my bed every night, I miss the feeling in my heart Knowing that there was no need to worry... She was mine, and I was hers. I can't lie... I miss her. Maybe not the tears she shed, Maybe not the constant fighting Maybe not those nights when I was constantly pushed away... But... I miss the simplicity, I miss how comfortable we were, I miss knowing every single part of her body, I miss the plans, the smiles, the conversations... I can't lie. I miss her... My best friend, my accomplice, my constant companion... I can't lie... I still miss her...my wife.
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Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 2:04 AM UTC
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