i thought that now since divorce is imminent that i could give myself to her freely. So, we planned another overnight, second one in a month, and enjoyed each other immensely.
When i left for my drive home, i was nagged by a feeling of needing to get away from there... maybe her. i was not even three minutes into the trip when sadness set in and tears came furiously.
Can i not spend time with her without remembering that I destroyed my marriage, and how everyday i wish i could take it back?
So, i ended it once again; it feels right. i still cannot reconcile the person i was who acted so carelessly with a married woman; i want to say it wasn't me, but my soul knows otherwise.
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