As I sit here packing her stuff into a box, memories of her and I keep coming into my mind. This shouldn't be over. Things weren't suppose to end this way. I don't even want to give all this stuff back to her in hopes that she will someday return to me and we won't hurt one another anymore. The candles have so much meaning and those have to go
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