How cliché. I realize the man I married and loved for almost half my life isn't who I thought he was.
The man I loved doesn't exists. In one quick whack I lost my husband and my best friend.
He says he loves me but willfully causes me pain. Thats not love. To just keep breaking my heart. I can't take it anymore.
I am sitting here 36 years old and I don't know who the fuck I am. I guess its time to figure it out.
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