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Teddy Roosevelt’s diary entry from the day his wife died. He never spoke of her death again.

I remember it all.. I remember the shirts you wore; I remember the first text you sent me. I remember your shoes, your voice, your smell. I remember the exact day of our first kiss. I remember every feeling I felt, I remember all the hopes I had & I remember everything I gave up. I remember how my life changed; I remember the things you said. I remember your smile, the way you played with my hair, the way you held me so tight I couldn’t breathe but I loved it more than anything. I remember the way you looked at me, I remember the way your face looked so close to mine, I remember the way my fingers fit so perfectly into yours. I remember the play fights, the late night talks, I remember waking up to you making us breakfast, I remember everything. But I also remember the last day, the last kiss, the last text, I remember all the tears I cried, I remember feeling worthless, I remember waiting for your message that I never got. I remember getting out of the car as I watched you drive away. I remember the lack of explanation, I remember the message I saw between you and her. I remember the day I knew everything was falling apart. I remember feeling used and broken and like nobody understood, especially by you. I remember each thing that made me smile, and each thing that made me cry..There’s always been something more in the way we looked at each other, and you know it. The hardest thing I’ve ever had to do is sit here, and try to let you go.

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Congratulations President Obama. You deserve a second term, you righteous man.

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