Jul 29, 2008 20:49
It's funny. I commit something to writing and I almost feel like I have to go and prove it wrong.
Not even 24 hours had passed and there I was- yet again, attempting to make an effort with James. And you know where it got me? That's right, absolutely nowhere. I may as well have been talking to myself.
I think I've finally accepted that he will never see me the way I want him to.
I've done the previously impossible- I've broken free of the spell he held over me.
broken,
spell,
feel