SPEAKING MY TRUTH THROUGH THE WRITTEN WORD
I trust nothing anymore. No one. Myself least of all. My history is less than reliable, and my instincts clouded by years of traumatic response. Why should I believe anything that I interpret to be true? I’m eternally hopeful, wretchedly searching, begging for the scraps of love that any careless encounter might accidentally offer. It... Continue Reading →
It would be a wonderful friendship, if it wasn’t for the inconvenient truth that I’m still in love with you.
Understand her history. Understand her past. Take the time to get to know why she operates the way that she does. Then you will see the many hurts, the disappointments, the reasons that she blocked herself off and learned to only trust herself.
Now I spend each day just trying to make it to the next, one after the other, until I finally reach the point where everything hurts a little less. I would give anything to stop missing you.
There is nothing more painful than looking at the person you love beyond what you thought possible and knowing that you cannot make them stay.
AMY HORTON 