I had another dream about you. You had started dating someone new, an exotic girl. She looked almost Hawaiian and she was not nice to you. You were hiding me upstairs. You wanted to see us both at the same time. After that dream I had another that I was talking to someone that knew you. They were telling me you were moving the following day and it was almost over. He was listening to my story about the summary of events. You had told a completely different story.

I went to breakfast with a girlfriend over the weekend. I couldn’t stop thinking about you and the kids. I can’t believe you won’t talk with me. I can’t accept that it’s over and I will likely never hear from you again. We had so many good memories. How can you just walk away?