I very recently had my heart ripped out of my body. I know everyone says that they have been there... this is nothing new. But it is new to me. And it has been horrific. So I am going to attempt to write often about how I am going to get back my happiness. Get me back. Because I found out recently you have to keep breathing, and that you don't die from this.
Monday, July 26, 2010
Piece for Peace
I am in a constant debate as of late on whether or not I am going to send said break up letter. I want to share my feelings with him, as I am sure I have mentioned a million times. I want him to see the hurt that he caused and how badly I feel. I want him to know tricking me into an abortion was probably the lowest thing he could have done imaginable. The question is, if he doesn't already know that then will my words matter? And if he does know it and he did it anyway, again will they matter? The questions for me are endless. Will I be OK if I never hear from him. Am I do this to throw a wrench in their marriage? I miss him lately. I am tired of being alone but not ready to love anyone new. I miss who he was to me and am dying for that last conversation. That conversation that makes things OK between us. Or at least gives me a moment to say my piece, and perhaps find some peace? I want to know this is a good idea before I send it. But then the question becomes how will I ever know until I do it? So I fall back on the question, is this a decision a girl who loves herself would make..... and the answer is I have no idea. A girl who loves herself might seek closure but at the same time might seek closure without having to say anything to him. Fuck I don't know.
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