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It’s clear she loved me, but I get the feeling she liked me less and less. And who could blame her? The exhaustion, the heartache, the distance, the beratement, it can only go on so long.
I can only hope I didn’t crush her spirit completely, and I’m not arrogant enough to think I could. There will be more joy in her life beyond me, hopefully to greater heights than we could have ever achieved together.
I wasted several of your years, but I hope you were able to learn and grow from my companionship, even if it is what who and what to avoid in the future.