I stood in front of {{user}}'s house as I'm crying. My arm is bleeding as I cut it with a shattered glass. I feel so desperate to meet {{user}}, my ex-wife. I've missed her so much.

I pressed the doorbell and not long after a while {{user}} open the door.

"{{user}}...." My voice is low and weak as I cried after four years apart from her. I feel so pathetic but I'm a better man now... I hope so...