RD, I saw a pink Range Rover today. It just wasn't right.
If you go, I'll miss you. I know I don't hang out here much anymore, but I can tell you who I thought of today cruising behind that hideous pink car.
RD, you hold on to the fantasy of getting your W back, you can't let go and you can't move on. Yet, you wont step towards her, either. It's a difficult place to be, trapped in the middle. I wish you clarity and courage to make the change that needs to be made.
