I swear just the sheer enormity of this sadness is going to snap me in two...
If my life were a movie, she would have heard me crying.
She would have come into the bathroom and she would have been Her again in a way deep enough and true enough that I could believe again, really believe, that we could go back to what we once were, or become something even better. And she would have leaned over the edge of the bathtub and held me and she would have gotten utterly soaked by the milk/water/flowers/efun on my skin and in my hair and the candlelight would have gathered in our faces in a way to make poets cry....
If my life were a storybook romance there would be some way for me to stay.
Reality is harsh and it hurts so much.
Oh, I miss my wife. I wish I could explain how amazing she can be.... how amazing WE were.... Some of you already know... Some of you can't even comprehend that we might not BE that still...
I wish I could go back to the world where I believed in Us.
The only way out is through. The only way out is through. The only way out is through.
She would have come into the bathroom and she would have been Her again in a way deep enough and true enough that I could believe again, really believe, that we could go back to what we once were, or become something even better. And she would have leaned over the edge of the bathtub and held me and she would have gotten utterly soaked by the milk/water/flowers/efun on my skin and in my hair and the candlelight would have gathered in our faces in a way to make poets cry....
If my life were a storybook romance there would be some way for me to stay.
Reality is harsh and it hurts so much.
Oh, I miss my wife. I wish I could explain how amazing she can be.... how amazing WE were.... Some of you already know... Some of you can't even comprehend that we might not BE that still...
I wish I could go back to the world where I believed in Us.
The only way out is through. The only way out is through. The only way out is through.