Today I woke up and at first I was good. Didn’t take me long before the whole situation flooded me again. I think about him constantly, continue to wish he might come back and maybe he will but I know why he said goodbye. He doesn’t want to create trouble in his life where it doesn’t need to be...
not really…being married makes it difficult to talk about these things. I’m just putting on a happy face and pretending I’m okay. Hoping time makes it better, I know it sounds childish and I shouldn’t be hurting this much.
I guess all I can do to relieve how I feel is use this. Write out what’s in my head because I’m going crazy over it.
it’s been a couple days since he wished me luck. I miss him. Last night I woke up from a dream that had him in it. I was breathing heavy and wished so badly I had a way to...
I wish I could take it back, the whole three days we talked. I never ever thought I’d experience anything like that. But here I am.
I used a different screen name. But spent 3 days talking to someone I met here. Turned out we were actually only 4 hours apart.
What was the catch? Well we are...