It is a pity that a horrible marriage had to ruin our beautiful friendship.

There is NOTHING that can change the fact that we are now divorced and separated. But there is SOMETHING that changed how I used to hate you.

If there is one advice I can offer all the newly divorced men out there it would be – never expect a piece of paper to help you emotionally separate from the woman with whom you once shared your life, dreams and destiny.

Our marriage may have ended but I can never forget the person with whom it all started.

I don’t mind the fact that I will never be able to forgive you. But it is bothering me that I still can’t forget you.

I miss you, not just because you were my wife. But because there was a time when your happiness was the purpose of my life.

I don’t think about you like I did before. But I still think about you, something I never thought I would do.

My heart has moved on and so has yours. But my heart hasn’t stopped missing you and I hope yours hasn’t too.

The bright reds, vivid crimsons and vibrant oranges in the canvas of life have turned a pale hue – all because I miss you.

Just like my lungs cannot stop breathing and my heart cannot stop beating at my will, I cannot stop missing you even if I want to.

Our paths may never cross again and our destinies may never meet, but I will always be just a phone call away when you need me.

Life will move on but I will never forget my past. The beautiful memories of us will always last.

Life took an ugly turn but sometimes I still miss the crazy corners and bends that we went through in our journey together.

We were perfect, but we just weren’t perfect for each other.

Maybe our marriage wasn’t meant to be, maybe we both were destined to drown in heartbreak’s sea. Maybe we were meant to go separate ways, maybe it was in our marriage’s destiny to see gloomy days. Maybe you were never meant to be in my life’s view, maybe I was destined to keep missing you.