I was always proud that you were my wife.
The tears are real. I do not understand why you hate me so.
For thirty-two years you were my best friend. Now, we can’t even talk.
What you did was brutally, cruel. I know you don’t understand that.
I apologize for my faults. I would make them up to you, if you could find it in your heart to let me.
You’re my wife and I will always love you.
I was always proud that you were my wife. The tears are real. I do not understand why you hate me so. For thirty-two years you were my best friend. Now, we can’t even talk. What you did was brutally, cruel. I know you don’t understand that. I apologize for my faults. I would make…
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