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When does love die? How does love die? When does passion for a partner become the force that drives that partner away? Can a marriage, string, true, loving, survive the insanity of desperate desire? Can time heal all wounds?
Written by Rebecca Milton
Published by AmorBooks
I say this to my husband, who, I don’t see here right now, but, I am speaking to him. He is the one who will understand. He is the one I want to know how I feel now.
I speak from a place of emotion now. That’s different. You asked what was different. You asked why try again? I am telling you. Trying to tell you. Looking to find a way back. I want to find a way back. Trouble is, I don’t know where back is. Does that make sense?
I speak from a place of emotion now. I can feel it when I speak. I can feel it in my heart, in my head. I can feel it in my toes. I know, crazy, right, which is ironic considering where I am, but it makes sense to me. I want it to make sense to you. I feel it in my hands and toes. I can feel it on my face, on my skin, when I wash in the morning, when I touch my face, I can feel it. I want you to know that. I believe it is what you were asking, what you were wondering about. I was wondering as well. I was wondering as I watched it all happen. I watched…
