this might be nothing but i also keep thinking and i simply cannot stop i hate my brain,,,
every day i miss my husband. my darling louis. the love of my life; the wind beneath my wings; the stars to my moon... mr du lac i think of you all the time and it just eats me alive that we cannot be together in this life. maybe this doesn't make sense. i don't know.
it is HORRID being single but having memories of being in a very long, committed relationship with someone :( i miss my muse all the time, my dearest louis come back to me. sincerely - lestat de lioncourt πΉ (iwtv, the show)
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