I hope he knows that I still love him. I hope he knows how much I miss him, and how much this kills me, every day it hurts still. I hope some part of him misses me too.. :(
“As we drive along this road called life, occasionally a gal will find herself a little lost. And when that happens, I guess she has to let go of the coulda, shoulda, woulda, buckle up and just keep going.”
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