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"What is to come of all this wild, aimless, endless passion? I cannot pray except to him. My imagination sees nothing but him: all surrounding objects are of no account, except as they relate to him."
Indeed, indeed. But I'm recovering, or adapting. It's not final, but for sure it was only a moment of weakness for both of us. Kisses, smiles, touch in general is misleading, but oh how we fall from grace just to follow it. I still am thankful that I have such a tender moment in my memory-stash but it's time to go cold-turkey. So after writing and editing a message and practicing it outloud, I left one final message on his phone. Not that he checks anything often and even less frequently responds but I almost broke down trying to speak into the machine and starting shaking violently just to get it out. But I feel better having done it. I doubt we'll end up talking for a long time agian if ever. I know I felt this way before, but I'm ready to move on. I'm tired of this sad love. To the oven with it all!!
So hopefully you wont hear anymore about my anxiety with Sam D.
Indeed, indeed. But I'm recovering, or adapting. It's not final, but for sure it was only a moment of weakness for both of us. Kisses, smiles, touch in general is misleading, but oh how we fall from grace just to follow it. I still am thankful that I have such a tender moment in my memory-stash but it's time to go cold-turkey. So after writing and editing a message and practicing it outloud, I left one final message on his phone. Not that he checks anything often and even less frequently responds but I almost broke down trying to speak into the machine and starting shaking violently just to get it out. But I feel better having done it. I doubt we'll end up talking for a long time agian if ever. I know I felt this way before, but I'm ready to move on. I'm tired of this sad love. To the oven with it all!!
So hopefully you wont hear anymore about my anxiety with Sam D.