By the time you read this
I’ll be long gone
My bags are all packed
Time for me to move on
I know this will hurt you
It’s hurting me too
We both know deep down
It’s the best thing to do
It’s the best thing for you
And the best thing for me
And it’s best for our children
It’s quite clear to see
I can stay here no longer
In this house I call home
You know things aren’t right
I’m better off on my own
Don’t take this too hard
Please get on with your life
I’m so very sorry
I’m no longer your wife
Jan 31, 2012
Jan 31, 2012 at 4:04 AM UTC
By the time you read this
I’ll be long gone
My bags are all packed
Time for me to move on
I know this will hurt you
It’s hurting me too
We both know deep down
It’s the best thing to do
It’s the best thing for you
And the best thing for me
And it’s best for our children
It’s quite clear to see
I can stay here no longer
In this house I call home
You know things aren’t right
I’m better off on my own
Don’t take this too hard
Please get on with your life
I’m so very sorry
I’m no longer your wife
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