The transition from his wife to be to his mistress to th level where i dont see him at all is not working the best for my heart although my inside is doing well. he hugged me and it felt like he put a little extra strengthin it as he held on while i pulled back . almost as if he just doesnt understand that the mear touch makes me want to cry . sigh. love is such a lie. it gives such a false since of security . for once just once it would have been nice had the love been about me. just me.
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