Aug 26, 2008 01:14
My walk slowed to a crawl. My eyes couldnt focus. My brain...to mush. And if that wasnt enough, I couldnt even think straight enough to piss.
A text just was sent....I'm not sure I can deal with this again.
She's broken-hearted. Full blown. A speeding train is her idea of a get away, and I dont mean getting on it.
If anything were to happen to her I would lose every last ounce of humanity in me. I've dealt with people tearing themselves down in the name of me. But she is different. The outlets arent the same. She has no other basket. And because of this, the pain is that much worse. But if something were to happen to her, I would never be able to forgive myself. And I dont just mean like I'd lay around in pain. I would sell my car, pay off debts and move to Calcutta where hopefully I could wash off my sins day in and day out until the day I died.
The weight of her world would come crashing down onto shoulders which couldnt bear it.
I dont know what to do.
As soon as I try to live without her, it is simply too hard to live.