I'm sad today. Not in a teary way, but more like a sadness in the pit of my stomach. A disappointment, a loss, hurt so big and so deep. It's not about letting him go anymore, but about protecting my insides from him.
It's amazing.... the final stab of the knife is not a word said in rage in the heat of the moment, but one uttered quietly in an unguarded instant. A compromise. Apparently that's what I am.
What do you SAY to that?
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
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