I said “I don’t love you”, and re-thinking about it, I just wish I hadn’t. Sometimes words go a long way and attacks the heart. It diminishes you entirely when you truly love that special someone. It’s not about rhyming for me here, and I just need to confess. I haven’t been feeling the same since then. Since I told you those words because it affected me like hell. We both been through hell, but it doesn’t mean I don’t love you at all. I caught myself last night looking through our pictures together, throughout the ugly storms and all the different kinds of weather, wish I never ever said those words, but I was angry and those words were like underdeveloped. Should have been more thorough and re-though before I spoke. I’m truly sorry. Forever sorry. Babe you’re my wife and above all else, you are my partner in crime, my friend, the one I confine when I need to speak to and hold close to me while I sleep at night. I miss you right now because we men can be stupid, but we get lonely sometimes, and I’m not use to being without you girl I mean it this time.

My heart is confused in silence. I can’t wrap my head around it. How could this have happened to you, I still care for you regardless. I don’t want God to take you now. I need you here, I’m realizing it now and that is my fear. Fear of loosing you before making it work because that’s what marriage is about when you putting in that work, and it hurts. We weren’t perfect together, but with the man up above we can work on this like never forever. Let’s accept one another no matter the storms and...