Ten years ago I promised to love you forever. I...

Ten years ago I promised to love you forever. I meant it. I really did. But forever is a long time and people change. We changed. We grew apart instead of together. And no amount of trying could bridge that gap. I don't regret marrying you. I regret that we couldn't make it work. I regret the fights. The silent treatments. The slow death of something that used to be so alive. The lawyers say we need to divide our assets. But how do you divide a life? How do you split up the memories? The inside jokes? The dreams we shared? I guess this is how marriages end. Not with a bang but with paperwork and awkward handoffs when you pick up your stuff. Goodbye. I hope you find what you're looking for.