You clearly didn't want to talk to me today. You didn't come home last night at all.
I thought we could say a goodbye that meant something. But damn, you really don't want me. I wanted you so much, just one last time. All week long, even in the face of clear absence of feeling on your part, I couldn't stop wanting you.
Alas, I guess, it wasn't meant to be.
So I'll wish you safe travels, bon voyage, peace, and happiness.
I do love you. And I will miss you.
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