So, once again my mind wanders to a place, or more accurately a person, it shouldn't.
Where I don't want it to go. A person I do not want remembered.
It's been 30 years there about, and still there are times when my thoughts drift into this tempest of the past.
And
It hurts still.
It happens when I want someone to lean on.
Because I am the one who is ( Read more... )