The depths of the sea at my feet...
Three months have passed since Michael.
I am changed. I see it so clearly.
I am sad. I am hurt. I am broken.
I sat on the rocks at the edge of the sea today and wondered. How much of it was real? What did he really mean? Any of it? The letters? All our conversations, both IM and phone? Calling me Bella and kid...were they just lines in an elaborate play? Why bother? Did he mean that he wanted me to come see him? Did he tolerate me? Or did he mean all or any of what he said?
How badly was I duped?
it still hurts.
three months later. it still hurts like it was yesterday.
why?
I am changed. I see it so clearly.
I am sad. I am hurt. I am broken.
I sat on the rocks at the edge of the sea today and wondered. How much of it was real? What did he really mean? Any of it? The letters? All our conversations, both IM and phone? Calling me Bella and kid...were they just lines in an elaborate play? Why bother? Did he mean that he wanted me to come see him? Did he tolerate me? Or did he mean all or any of what he said?
How badly was I duped?
it still hurts.
three months later. it still hurts like it was yesterday.
why?