He wrote "I'm sorry" eight times. He leaves in two days to go 6,700 miles around the world and won't return for weeks - but emails me today.
He has magic - he makes me feel like I'll never be good enough and finds a way to humble me in an instant. I wish I was a better more secure person. I wish I wasn't burdened with this broken heart.
I love him.
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