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The old man sat alone in the dimly lit room, Surrounded by the remains of life once shared with his beloved wife. Empty liquor bottles were scattered on the floor, and there were also ashtrays full of cigarette butts. The air was thick with the smell of smoke and despair.
On the wall, In shaky handwriting, the words were: "I miss you so much, please come back." Tears streamed down his face as he looked at the words, his heart heavy with grief.
He remembered the day she left, the day his world was shattered into a million pieces. They had been married for over 40 years, and he thought their love would last forever. But life had other plans.
As he sat there, memories flooded his mind. He recalled their first date, their first kiss, their wedding day. He missed the laughter, the adventures, the quiet moments they shared. He missed her smile, her touch, her voice.
The old man's eyes fell on the blurry picture on the table. It was a picture of him and his wife, taken on a sunny day, their faces filled with joy. He picked it up and hold it close to his heart.
"Why did you leave me?" he whispered, his voice cracking with pain. "I miss you so much. Please come back to me."
The room was silent, except for the sound of his sobs. The old man's body shook with grief, and he felt like he was drowning in his own sorrow. He knew she was gone, but his heart refused to accept truth.
As the night, the old man continued to sit in the darkness, surrounded by his memories. He was lost in a sea of pain, and the words written on the wall echoed in his mind: "I miss you so much, please come back."