by Patrick Swayze I can’t run away from this or her, and I won’t let myself make a mess of things like I always do. She deserves the truth. Whether her reaction will have a shit effect on me or not, she earned the right to hear about her grandmother’s words, like I’ve promised. She has put up with my mixed signals since the day we met, and there is no way I can just leave her alone and pretend we never met. I can’t stop thinking and dreaming about her for the love of God. I fear I’ve become obsessed with her. I walk to the kitchen to make myself coffee. I look down at my phone, clutched tight in my hand; this is my subconscious attempt to hold onto her. I wait for a reply as if I wait for my sentence to be read by the judge. I busy myself with my coffee while I sit at the kitchen counter and continue to wait. I look around the grand opulent space I call home and realize it has become increasingly cold without my wife. I think about Kali’s cozy little apartment and recall how warm and familiar it felt.
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