We met one another Broken. We attempted to put in the pieces that we felt was missing in each others hearts. To me this doesn’t feel real, but a bad dream. One that I wish I could wake up to and you’ll be here laughing and smiling in my arms. It’s hard to hold on, but even harder to let go. You brought me closer to God, took care of me in my time of need. You were more than just my wife, you were the better part of me. All you wanted was a beautiful White House and Pickett fence with a traditional church wedding in the face of God while holding my hand and saying our vows. Unfortunately, we never got there. Instead parted ways because romantically we just weren’t there. All the bickering and arguments kept stressing us so much, I had to pull my own hair. A man suppose to lead the way, be gentleman with wisdom that shows growth along the way. And I know expectations is something we all...