Some days I truly believe I'm happy. Then,in a moment, I get brought back down to earth. And that I have to apologize for the things I have not control over. I take the blame. I hold onto this semblance of happiness. Glimmer of hope. Promise of a bright future.
But in this relationship,I'm walking on pins and needles. At any moment it could be over. While a part of me would be excited for the "me" time I get back, I know that I would first grieve the piece of me that died. I have loved.
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