I Reckon This Is Gunna Hurt

I’ve said it before, but I don’t care really. Time spent with her now is precious to me. Every minute. I drink her beauty in, and savour the sound of her voice. Soon she could be 2000km away. And it will hurt. But I can accept that, because I want her to be happy in whatever she does. If leaving here makes her happy, then so be it. I could beg her to stay. Make all kinds of offers to entice her to stay, but that wouldn’t be right. She needs to do her thing. And I will miss her.


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