I'm so done.
I'm done.
I want you.
I really want you.
I'd rather die than not have you.
But I'd have to leave our children.
So I can't die.
The only time I see you anymore is when I dream.
I took them to the Eiffel tower today.
I told them I was sorry that they were stuck with me today.
I remember when we went to the Eiffel tower together.
I remember us at the top, you staring over the edge and me holding your waist.
You were so happy.
So, so happy.
I wish I could be that happy again.
Do you remember when we were that happy?
Oh wait, you cant remember.
You're dead.
Of course you're dead.
I have to be the unlucky one that had their wife die.
Our kids had to be the unlucky ones that were stuck with their father.
I wish so badly that you were here.
But you're not.
You're not here!
You're never here!
Why aren't you here!
Come back!
Come back!
If I say it enough will you come back?
Will you somehow be resurrected?
Will you be?
No.
You can't be!
That's not how life works!
I want to be in Paris with you.
I remember being in Paris with you.
I remember kissing you under the tower.
I remember getting our picture taken under the tower.
I thought I saw you under the tower today.
But you weren't under the tower today.
And you'll never be under the tower again.
-Thomas
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