. . . . .
I still have a bunch of things to catch up on, comments to reply to, and so many things I should be happy about.
But seeing
THIS
first thing this morning definitely...
does NOT make my heart feel good. ;_______________;
I shouldn't be freaking out over this.
I should be calm, logical; I should really consider the possibilities that could come with such a statement -- that this isn't an omen of worst things to come, that it doesn't equate to the word I loathe to consider a possibility.
But...my heart aches. It aches, it's painful, it stings like a bitch - like someone just slapped me in the face and I'm still left stunned stupid by the impact of palm to skin.
And I shouldn't be feeling this way, but I do.
And I should be happy that the 'waiting game' has finally ended, but I don't.
All I feel is...empty, really.
Empty and hurt and confused and LOST.
All because of those five who stole my heart away a year ago...
I really don't know what to feel right now.
/sighs
Anyone else with me?