We finished the conversation tonight. It's settled. We're over. Those aren't really the right words. It doesn't feel over, it just hurts. And I am far from settled, I am devistated.
Maybe I was living in a house of illusions. Maybe I was ignoring the reality of the situation. Maybe he is right.
Regardless. It's settled. We're over.
So God...where's my fucking window?
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I'm soooooo very sorry. I wish I had better words. I know how much you love him. I can only imagine how much you are hurting. We had all hoped that in the end there would be a happily ever after. I'm sorry, so very sorry.
I hope you find a window soon....
Hugs and shoulders, my friend. Lots and lots.....
I'm so sorry, sweetie. That is unfortunate. It had to close one way or another; I just wish it hadn't been so painful. I wish you realistically could have been left some hope.
Email me if you want...
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