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Battle Scars.


You are my little lost broken bird. The best thing I ever did was stop going to war with you. Regardless of everything else... I know you will always fly back to me somehow... Maybe one day it'll be permanent.

There are some regrets. I never should have left Niagara a second time but the pain of being so close to you was too much to bear. I should have looked into the disability bullshit then, I know I'm broken. I can't change that. It was stubborn pride.

I know whatever the outcome at this point, I'm doing the right thing for my little family. Period. I should have taken this action years ago. Things would have been different..

I am glad that you like it... And I am ready for the next stage in our life, no matter what comes.

All I know is that I can't live without you... And this is the best possible decision I have ever made and I wish I had done it years ago instead of listening to other angry voices.

I am making different choices and doing things differently than I have for the last little while. I don't want to push you away agian.

When you tell me it still means everything to me, it always has. I'm just trying to fix things with my grand gestures at this point. I hope you appreciate that. I want us to be a family agian. We've lost so many years... I'm trying to get the rest of them back.

I just want my life back. It's never been the same without you. You are a part of my soul, a part I never should have left behind. I will never make that mistake agian. I promise.

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