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The Ex


 I fled Him down the nights and down the days; I fled Him, down the arches of the years; I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways of my own mind…

Francis Thompson, The Hound of Heaven

I am doing better. I miss him but wish him well. I wish he would text or email but we both know it’s too soon. I try to not email for at least a month and then send several in a weeks time. It must end.

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