“Limp as a ragdoll on the floor, time stands still. All I can think is that he's gone; my husband or soon-to-be ex-husband. There was so much more that still needed to be said. Now, I won't ever have that… — A.M. Willard Copy Share Image
“That's because those pages got torn to shreds when you left, now you both are in different chapters. He wants you - like always,… — A.M. Willard Copy Share Image
“You are you because you love the way the world looks through your camera. You are you because of the way you love your… — A.M. Willard Copy Share Image
“I want to worship you, like you deserve to be worshiped, Angela. Looking at you like this, makes my chest hurt. You have no… — A.M. Willard Copy Share Image
“Are you this friendly to all the guests Mr...?" I ask, while trying to see if he's wearing a name tag. "Yes, when we… — A.M. Willard Copy Share Image
“Limp as a ragdoll on the floor, time stands still. All I can think is that he's gone; my husband or soon-to-be ex-husband. There… — A.M. Willard Copy Share Image
“It’s Angela. I know we shouldn't continue this but I miss that connection that we have . I want you and only you, but… — A.M. Willard Copy Share Image
