I’d marry you in a grocery all over again. My heart aches and grieves and I think I’ll carry that with me for the rest of my life. You got married for real to someone else and buried us in the darkness. I miss you all the time, your hugs, the safety and comfort. You just didn’t trust me and you didn’t give me the time. I told you I’d serve you what you wanted on a silver platter but you like everyone else turned it away. My third and final great love, my heart shattered. I lost so much with you that I’ll never have again. I love you deeply in my soul. But I think this is what you wanted. Destroy me to gain her. You look happy, but I only see photos. I found out yesterday you married her in four short months. Engaged for a month. It felt like my nerves were being torn out of my body. I’ve cried but felt selfish. You deserve happiness. I love you I always will. Always. Even the pumpkin misses you.