Itsshowing. As I walk the damn dog, I stop and look everytime he pauses Maybe he stopped cuz he heard ur voice. Or sensed you on the breeze. Nope. Still nothing. Your not gonna cone back.I knew it when I read or text telling me u were gonna get your stuff and be done with it. It? We never had an it.Then why the fuck am I so worried about you? Its fucking snowing. Are u warm? We had burritos for dinner.i got some of that stokes. Just in case. But of course.I know a lot of people that word game. They get pissed,say their done. But dont mean it. When they cool down, their back to pretending like it never happened.But u wouldnt do that. Would u? You know how I am. To literally.if you say it,u mean it. Amd its final.You said you were done. U wanted it shit. And now I'm the reason it's all gone. Fuck you. I just hope ur warm. And have had dinner. And whoever it is ur cuddling with,I pray she gives you cooties. And hopefully, u think or dream of me instead. I miss the fuck out of you. And I hope your ok. I wish you were here. But ok.It is all good. I'm used to it.