I saw her about an hour ago.
I had to leave work to run Clinton to football practice, and on the way back to the office, there she was, at her daughter's school gym, standing by her car, a mere 30 feet or so from me as I drove by. Our eyes locked.
She looked hurt, and beautiful.
I need a Xanex. Seriously, I'm fucked up. I miss her so much I'm paralyzed.
But I can't do it again.
God help me I can't.