Hey love,

I spent the whole day with my family — running around, doing things together, and it should’ve felt nice. But honestly, all I could think about was you. I kept wondering how you were, if you were okay, and wishing you were with me. I went to Little Island, and even in the middle of all that, I was thinking of you.

I got new phone for myself and my dad, and by the end of it all, I felt rushed because they were taking a long time to transfer data. Also, I was supposed to come pick you up so we can go home. I just wanted to see you, get back to us, and go home together. I even picked up guppies for us — something small, but something I hoped would make you smile.

But then when I picked you up, things didn’t feel right. We fought. We weren’t in a good place. I hated how we sounded, how we kept clashing instead of connecting. I want to be better. I know I’m not always the easiest, and I’m sorry we were in that space together. That’s not who I want us to be.

Even in the middle of the hard stuff, I still love you. I still choose you. I’m not leaving and I’m here……. here for you…… I still want us to grow and be stronger.

V/r,

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