God is dead

Why do you not pray anymore? Once you sat on the porch before you moved out and forced me to pray with you, I think ostensibly, that you and I would make through all of the moving out and strife, I think we both thought at that time that it would mean “together.” I guess God works in mysterious ways though. I suppose he could still surprise us again.
I feel like I am becoming a novelty here though, just sweet and kind but with no real power in this situation anymore. I hope your new romance is making you steadily more happy. God knows the one with me didn’t have any power to produce happiness for too long. Take care, G. You will be happy.
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