I want to cry, but I can’t because my husband is here and he will want to know why and I don’t even /know/ why I can’t put it into words
just.
I hate knowing I’m losing someone. I’m never as important to people as they are to me.
I want to cry, but I can’t because my husband is here and he will want to know why and I don’t even /know/ why I can’t put it into words
just.
I hate knowing I’m losing someone. I’m never as important to people as they are to me.