Sitting here, alone in thought. My mind tends to wander back to things I could have done, perhaps if I had done things slightly differently things wouldnt be like this. Was love ever in my possession, or was it all an illusion for me to chase, struggling to grasp only to trip, fall, and bleed? Words which to me once held wondrous meaning are now empty, devoid of all emotion. "I Love you" ...do you? are you sure? or are you only attempting to spare me a little more pain, by leading me to believe in false meanings? My patience wears thin, and the little hope i still cling to is slipping from my grip, along with my sanity. I'm not sure where i was going when i started writing, but i now find myself at a loss for words. perhaps I'll write more later....
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Joli
18:25 Aug 10 2008
and yet, a year later...