The gypsy lied.
Why am I still pulling? Why can't I just tell him, let him hold me, like he wants to. I want his comfort as much as he wants to give it. So...why not?
I want Dom to stop calling. I want him out of my life. I want him to stop talking; his life, his guilt, his plans. Plans to see me. Plans to change. I don't want to see him, I don't want to think about sight at all. I know if he came here...I would kill him. I feel unclean, thinking about it, knowing with so much certainty. It's sick...but I can't help but know this. I can't help a lot of things.
If it's not his fault, why can't I stop blaming him?
I want Jeff to know all of this. Well...most of it. I don't quite understand why I can't tell him...or won't tell him. I don't understand as much as I do know. So, I'm either neutral or owing. And I don't know.
I guess that just tipped me over into owing.
I want Dom to stop calling. I want him out of my life. I want him to stop talking; his life, his guilt, his plans. Plans to see me. Plans to change. I don't want to see him, I don't want to think about sight at all. I know if he came here...I would kill him. I feel unclean, thinking about it, knowing with so much certainty. It's sick...but I can't help but know this. I can't help a lot of things.
If it's not his fault, why can't I stop blaming him?
I want Jeff to know all of this. Well...most of it. I don't quite understand why I can't tell him...or won't tell him. I don't understand as much as I do know. So, I'm either neutral or owing. And I don't know.
I guess that just tipped me over into owing.