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I wouldn't leave him for the world. He does not see just how much I love him, and I am truly sorry for what I did to him. To hurt him; to anger him into leaving me. I know his appreciation for me has gone, and his actions are louder than words. That fake smile, those false kisses, those unloving hugs proves it all when he acts for the world. What happened to us? We used to eat at the same table, share intimacy, share emotions, now we don't even sleep in the same bed! My love, my friend, I am sorry for the pain I put you through. To leave you, is to hurt you more, taking away your dignity, your pride of such a prize. Any man would give his left nut for me, but I chose you. I am the most desired wife…yet you have no desire for me any more. Not since my unfaithful mistake. No…I have been tainted…your silence when I come home tells me how much hate me. Your crying at night in your sleep tells me how much I hurt you. Your icy stares tell me I brought that shell wall back up between us, between the world. Everyone notices you are not the same. Just not how you became the way you did. All you do is train and work, train and work; you're rarely home. You usually stay in another's bed…but I understand. I stand here watching you sleep here, home. Your eyes flutter every so often, my name whispered from your luscious lips. Your hair falling into that gorgeous face, I reach to touch your cheek, and feel how good it is to touch that soft skin. You roll over and shy away from my fingers, and pull the blankets over your head. I lick my lips softly as a tear rolls down my cheek. I leave your room closing the door softly, to sign my note and leave you forever. Leave everyone I've hurt. No one will miss me, no not a tainted woman. All I carry is my razor, a shot of Balamb's best vodka, and the clothes on my back. I whisper to the house, good-bye my love, as I shut the front door. You're suffering for years are too much to bear; I will set you free. "Squall" his name danced on my trembling lips as I walked towards the dark forest. "Take care of Angelo." She sat herself down by a tree, took a swig of the drink and closed her eyes, ready for eternal peace.