Its her 4th admission in two months.
After being stable for many many years,
This relapse seems to be so hard to recover from.
Each time she comes back,
It’s like meeting a new person.
The way she looks at me now is different.
It used to be filled with joy and happiness.
Now all I could feel is her emptiness,
A masked sorrow filled with hopelessness.
I hope we both recover from the wars in us,
My dear kind delulu acik.
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