I keep wishing he’d die. Its the easiest way I’d get a clean break from him. I’ve been in love with him for way to long, I don’t think I can stop. So, if he died… Then I’d be a heartbroken widow rather than this emotionally abused, pathetic wife. He could die and his secret obsessions would never have to see the light. I could move the f*** on. I could stop being in love with him because I can’t be in love with a ghost.
