It hurts.
Memories.
Past pains.
Realizations.
I could cry myself to sleep.
I just remember how I wasn't enough.
How I couldn't be enough.
I was physically, emotionally and mentally incapacitated. So, wouldn't anyone reach out to have their needs met by another? Isn't that just natural? Whatever it is, it is still hurtful, awfully, painful.
Even more the realization of you're the reason your love felt the need to look elsewhere for support, because you couldn't give it to him...hurts my heart so.
Saturday, October 27, 2012
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