I can’t believe I’m back here again. The hours I have spent on this site, I had to make myself stop. I find myself unable to cope again. It’s been a year now, you still choose your drugs over me and now you have her too. We hardly talk but I still think about you every day, worried if you are okay, safe, alive. So much changed over the past year it’s hard to believe. I pray every day that you will someday be able to overcome your addiction. Of course I still care for you and I miss your voice more than anything, but most of all I just want you to be happy. On the days that my loneliness takes over completely I think about the many ways in which you once were there for me, In some ways it makes me more hurt knowing how different everything is now, but in other ways it gives me hope knowing that one day I will maybe be able to feel the same way that you once made me feel. It’s true, our story was flawed from the start, but I would have never imagined the last pages of our story to look like this.