This is not my beautiful house
This is not my beautiful wife
Though I wish it was.
We should have been walking these streets together, but we're not.
And that's how it is now.
I wish I would have been prepared.
I messed up. Now I have to move on.
It's harder than I thought.
You'll laugh. Because you won.
Now I'm denied.
Your ghost haunts me, and forever will.
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