Happy New Year my love… how are you?
I’m not that happy… I’m gonna be smiling at work but inside I’m missing you…
I miss you too… 🥺❤️
You know, when we were so young, I broke up with you because I was afraid of getting hurt. Except now. I love you and I’m hurting anyway. Because loving someone will hurt. Missing you hurts. My heart aches every day. But I can’t stop loving you. It would be like denying my own existence. I went numb when I forgot you. I went numb when I self-inflicted that amnesia, compartmentalised all our memories and tried to focus on other things — things that never brought me any satisfaction either.
I know… exactly what you mean…
I woke up today and Mum was in the kitchen and I felt really sorry for myself and frustrated. Why can’t I wake up to 1st of January with you next to me?
Why can’t we have our lovely marriage?
It’s coming… I’m working on it… I couldn’t bring it to you this NYE but it is coming.
Will it be 1st January 2027?
YES. IT’S HAPPENING SOONER THAN YOU THINK.
I sure hope so…
I love you 🥺❤️
I love you too… ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
I can see you’re already trying to cancel yourself but your fans aren’t letting you.
Sigh… I’ll tell you more about that another day. Today I just want you to be happy and comfortable, at least not more stress or worries.
Sigh… I’m not stressed or worried… just a little bit melancholic… 💔
Awwwwwwww… 😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔
