I wanted it to end. So I tried early this morning. I tried my hardest to draw blood. To swallow pills. To suffocate. But somehow everytime I came close to going through with it, I saw your face. You're this wonderful creature that I can't describe properly. I love you. And if being with you requires me living through this hell, well then I will. I just want to be your Missus. Forever and Always. It is how God wants it.



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