I will not lie I will admit Yes I…
I will not lie, I will admit. Yes I am still sad, about the way we split. It is still painful, to call you my ex-wife. But I am still glad, that you were a part of my life.
Happy birthday.
I will not lie, I will admit. Yes I am still sad, about the way we split. It is still painful, to call you my ex-wife. But I am still glad, that you were a part of my life.
Happy birthday.
We will never agree on whose fault it was that pull our marriage down into the gallows of divorce. But at least we can agree on the fact that we both still miss each other in remorse. I miss you.
Even if I want to, I will never forget all the pain you gave me. Even if I don’t want to, I will always remember the fond memories. I miss you.
We were perfect, but we just weren’t perfect for each other. I miss you.
First I loved you, now I respect you. First I adored you, now I admire you. First I cared for you, now I think of you. Through all of this, I have missed you.
Life took an ugly turn but sometimes I still miss the crazy corners and bends that we went through in our journey together. I miss you.
Life will move on but I will never forget my past. The beautiful memories of us will always last. I miss you.
Our paths may never cross again and our destinies may never meet, but I will always be just a phone call away when you need me. I miss you.
Our divorce was the worst thing that could happen to us. But the lessons of life it taught was the best thing that could happen to us.
It is a pity that a horrible marriage had to ruin our beautiful friendship. I miss you.
Just like my lungs cannot stop breathing and my heart cannot stop beating at my will, I cannot stop missing you even if I want to. I miss you.
I have been scathed and you have been scarred. I have been singed and you have been charred. I have been scorched and you have been seared. Despite of all this, I miss you and I hope you miss me too.
The bright reds, vivid crimsons and vibrant oranges in the canvas of life have turned a pale hue – all because I miss you.
I cannot pin down what I miss about you, why I miss you, the way I miss you or how much I miss you. It’s just that I miss you.
I hated you endlessly for making my life so difficult with your presence. Now I miss you endlessly for making my life so difficult with your absence.
My heart has moved on and so has yours. But my heart hasn’t stopped missing you and I hope yours hasn’t too. I miss you.
I don’t think about you like I did before. But I still think about you, something I never thought I would do. I miss you.
Our marriage didn’t work out and we may never be on talking terms again. But there are times when I still think about you, despite the pain. I miss you.
I miss you, not just because you were my wife. But because there was a time when your happiness was the purpose of my life.
NOTHING can erase the bad memories of our divorce. NOTHING can change our turbulent past. NOTHING can undo what happened between us. NOTHING can turn back time and set things right. But there is SOMETHING that takes me back to the happy days. There is SOMETHING that reminds me of the better times. There is SOMETHING that hurts me when I have to refer to you as my ex-wife. There is SOMETHING that makes me say – I miss you.