A woman sitting in an empty room contemplating her life.
I sit in this empty room… and think of how my life was a mess. For sure I was very stressed, overwhelmed, and a little depressed.
He is gone for good. And, now I am doing all the things I wouldn’t, couldn’t, and told myself I shouldn’t.
What I need to do is clear without him near. Everybody is telling me I have nothing to fear. You are on your way, to accomplishing all your hopes and dreams. So why do I still want him to call me honey or dear.
I sit in this empty room…
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