I don’t really know what to say except that I’m hurting.
I’m lost in the blackest of blues and the coldest of blacks; the half-light is gone. There are no stars and I have no compass. I walk the flat lands knowing where you are, but knowing I can never go there again. Emotional pain slams into me wave after wave only to wrap itself around my heart, squeezing, before releasing for the next wave.
I’m so sorry for what I did to you, yet, there is nothing that I can say, no amount of self-flagellation that can redeem me in your eyes — Continue Reading